On the Keel Boat dock, Disneyland, Summer, 1978.
There are certain ghosts you never expect to see again, and I never expected to see a manifestation of myself at Disneyland 30 years ago on the Rivers of America.
I found this 35mm negative strip in my files. I thought they were pictures of friends I worked with. I was shocked to find after the negative had been printed that I was the ghost of summer past drifting aimlessly on Walt's river without a clue or care in the world. I remember the most important decision I had to make then was where were we were going to eat that night and which all night tennis court at what park would we play at.
Who would have thought over 30 years later I realize my role on the keel boats was actually an audition to be one of the boatmen paddling earthly confused and tormented souls toward their fate in the underworld of Gustave Dore's Dante's Inferno. There are no accidents in life, only metaphors to contemplate. Thanks fellow ride operator Katie Rose McLean for taking the pics after all these years.