I look forward to these trips to Disneyland and having my dad all to myself. Much advance planning goes into these excursions. My dad and I decide where will be stay overnight, the precise time he will pick me up form school, where I should wait for him, what we should take, and so on. That he is as excited as I am is clearly evident. There is no pretence, no forced pleasure; these trips unquestionably appeal to the child within him.
Driving on the freeway, we play our usual pre-Disney game. He will say “Okay, Pops, the first one who sees the one for Disneyland get to pick the first ride.” My dad never sees it. He must be blind, I think in my young mind.
Taken from As I Knew Him, My Dad, Rod Serling by Anne Serling. A personal biography of her legendary father, who among his many notable achievements was responsible for the iconic show The Twilight Zone.