then he had to follow the one idea he had. The plan was not complicated. He was going to look through the glass window at Walt’s old office. Hopefully inspiration would hit.
Hawk walked back toward the church, pulling out his cell phone and once again hitting the speed dial button in an attempt to contact Rales. The call was connected to Rale’s voice mail. Hawk did not leave a message. Battling back the growing concern, he reminded himself it would not be unlike Rales to avoid him in order to force him forward into the mystery. Arriving in front of the church, Hawk lifted his head toward the sky and whispered a barely audible prayer for his friend Farren.
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Day Four
Mid-Afternoon
H ALF THE AFTERNOON had ticked past by the time Hawk headed toward the Disney Studios. No matter how hard he tried, there always seemed to be mounds of things to get done after a worship service. Hawk always tried to track down the guest cards that might have been filled out and turned in by first time visitors. Usually he would send each person or family a short but personal e-mail thanking them for spending their time at Celebration Community Church. The quick contact opened the door for any guests that wished to ask questions about the church if they had them. The one surprise to Hawk was that Kiran had not returned a guest card. Selfishly he would like to have had a way to contact her. Professionally he also wanted her to know that he was glad she had come to church that day.
Hawk flashed his annual pass, prompting the attendant to wave him through into the parking lot of the Studios. Following the directions of theparking lot crew, he pulled into a space much closer to the front entrance than he had anticipated. He once again studied the old skeleton key that Rales had presented him. He was holding the key to the kingdom and he had no idea how to use it. If this key really did open something, Hawk was doggedly determined to find the lock.
Exiting his car, he decided to walk to the front entrance. The walkway carried him past a security checkpoint where a guard stood inspecting bags as guests entered the park. Since he wasn’t carrying a bag or pack, she waved him through past guest relations windows and the first of many souvenir opportunities that were a part of any Disney experience. There was a line of people waiting to move through the turnstiles and he chose the shortest of the open gates. Inserting his pass and placing his finger on the biometric sensor, he waited for his ticket to be returned so he could push through. The readout on the mechanism flashed, “Welcome Have a Nice Day,” and Hawk entered the park and faced the Crossroads of the World. The Crossroads was an information center right inside the Studios entrance. It was here that Hawk found an information card with specifics about the operating schedule of the studio for the day. Quickly reading, he saw that there were over two hours until the park closed. Satisfied that his timing had been good, he knew there was enough time to visit One Man’s Dream.
Straight ahead and to the right of the Sorcerer’s Hat, his path took the preacher to Mickey Avenue. Just past the Voyage of the Little Mermaid he arrived at the entrance of One Man’s Dream. The cast member cheerfully welcomed Hawk to the attraction as he heard the distinctive voice of Walt Disney say, “I hope we never lose sight of one thing, that it was all started by a mouse.” Entering, Hawk was as inspired as he was each time he visited the exhibit. Each step you take allows you to walk in the footsteps of Walt Disney. Tracking his life from his birth in Chicago back in 1901, through his boyhood memories of Marceline, Missouri, and to the dreams that became movies, Disneyland, and Disney World . . . this attraction allows guests to catch a glimpse into the life of Walt Disney like none other.
Hawk took the time to reconnect with the history of Walt Disney as he developed
Hawk walked back toward the church, pulling out his cell phone and once again hitting the speed dial button in an attempt to contact Rales. The call was connected to Rale’s voice mail. Hawk did not leave a message. Battling back the growing concern, he reminded himself it would not be unlike Rales to avoid him in order to force him forward into the mystery. Arriving in front of the church, Hawk lifted his head toward the sky and whispered a barely audible prayer for his friend Farren.
C HAPTER N INE
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Day Four
Mid-Afternoon
H ALF THE AFTERNOON had ticked past by the time Hawk headed toward the Disney Studios. No matter how hard he tried, there always seemed to be mounds of things to get done after a worship service. Hawk always tried to track down the guest cards that might have been filled out and turned in by first time visitors. Usually he would send each person or family a short but personal e-mail thanking them for spending their time at Celebration Community Church. The quick contact opened the door for any guests that wished to ask questions about the church if they had them. The one surprise to Hawk was that Kiran had not returned a guest card. Selfishly he would like to have had a way to contact her. Professionally he also wanted her to know that he was glad she had come to church that day.
Hawk flashed his annual pass, prompting the attendant to wave him through into the parking lot of the Studios. Following the directions of theparking lot crew, he pulled into a space much closer to the front entrance than he had anticipated. He once again studied the old skeleton key that Rales had presented him. He was holding the key to the kingdom and he had no idea how to use it. If this key really did open something, Hawk was doggedly determined to find the lock.
Exiting his car, he decided to walk to the front entrance. The walkway carried him past a security checkpoint where a guard stood inspecting bags as guests entered the park. Since he wasn’t carrying a bag or pack, she waved him through past guest relations windows and the first of many souvenir opportunities that were a part of any Disney experience. There was a line of people waiting to move through the turnstiles and he chose the shortest of the open gates. Inserting his pass and placing his finger on the biometric sensor, he waited for his ticket to be returned so he could push through. The readout on the mechanism flashed, “Welcome Have a Nice Day,” and Hawk entered the park and faced the Crossroads of the World. The Crossroads was an information center right inside the Studios entrance. It was here that Hawk found an information card with specifics about the operating schedule of the studio for the day. Quickly reading, he saw that there were over two hours until the park closed. Satisfied that his timing had been good, he knew there was enough time to visit One Man’s Dream.
Straight ahead and to the right of the Sorcerer’s Hat, his path took the preacher to Mickey Avenue. Just past the Voyage of the Little Mermaid he arrived at the entrance of One Man’s Dream. The cast member cheerfully welcomed Hawk to the attraction as he heard the distinctive voice of Walt Disney say, “I hope we never lose sight of one thing, that it was all started by a mouse.” Entering, Hawk was as inspired as he was each time he visited the exhibit. Each step you take allows you to walk in the footsteps of Walt Disney. Tracking his life from his birth in Chicago back in 1901, through his boyhood memories of Marceline, Missouri, and to the dreams that became movies, Disneyland, and Disney World . . . this attraction allows guests to catch a glimpse into the life of Walt Disney like none other.
Hawk took the time to reconnect with the history of Walt Disney as he developed
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