Disneyland 1962...

My first trip to Disneyland was when I was 4 or 5 years old. Usually memories such as this are no big deal. On this visit back in 1961 or 62 my mom took me, again no freeway, just side streets from La Puente. The only memoriable part was after we watched the fireworks at 9 p.m. - we headed out to the car to that huge vast parkinglot that was the size of the milky way. Mom had NO IDEA where she parked! She didn't remember or write anything down... my memory is walking around the parkinglot past midnight for over 2 hours looking for our car...