The Animated Man (4 page)

This was especially true of new men. You all know that there are always those who try to polish the apple. . . . This is definitely unfair to the conscientious, hard-working individual who is not good at apple-polishing. I . . . am well aware of the progress of all the men after they reach a certain spot in this organization. Some of them I might not recognize when I meet them, but I know them by name and reputation. Believe me, when a fellow shows something, I hear about it; and not through my central source but by a general contact with all the key men in the organization.

If he was not to blame for the studio's difficulties, Disney knew who was. His powerful ego, so vital to his studio's artistic and business success in earlier years, was now driving him into open warfare with many of the people who should have been his strongest allies.

The stumbling and fumbling around of green, inexperienced people has cost this studio millions of dollars. . . .

My first recommendation to a lot of you is this: put your own house in order; put your own mind in order. . . . You can't accomplish a damn thing by sitting around and waiting to be told everything. . . . Too many fellows are willing to blame their own stupidity on other people.

Because he could not deal with the contradictions he had generated as he built his company, Disney had set up a test of strength with his own employees—and thus with animation itself, the medium he loved and had served so well. He had in effect called a halt to artistic growth in the animated films released under his name, locking in place a limited, and limiting, conception of what character animation was capable of.

Disney's own tremendous energies, devoted to animation for twenty years, would seek a new outlet in the years ahead. He would make a growing number of live-action features, some with animation and some without. He would make exploratory forays into television. He would dabble in miniatures, including
a miniature railroad, and toy with the idea of building a children's park of some kind across the street from his studio. Then, quite suddenly, he would assemble elements from his work life and his hobbies in a “theme park” called Disneyland, a park given enormous impetus by its association with a new Disney television show.

His park would be fundamentally juvenile in the way that the best Disney films never were, but that limitation would turn out to be its greatest strength. Disneyland would be perfectly timed to capture the fancy of a country newly awash in both children and wealth, and its association with Disney's films would give it an emotional resonance that traditional amusement parks lacked.

In the decades after it opened in 1955, Disneyland would become the engine for the growth of Disney's company, spawning a host of imitations (some of them Disney properties) that in their collective weight would transform the American public's conception of leisure and entertainment. Disneyland's success would also, as an incidental effect, seal character animation's identity as a children's medium and thus make it more difficult to produce films comparable to those that had made Disney himself famous.

The echoes from Walt Disney's speech that day would be heard throughout Disney's company, and in much of American popular culture as well, for decades afterward.

Marceline, Missouri, was a creature of the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railroad Company. In 1886, when the railroad planned a direct line between Chicago and Kansas City, it needed a town a hundred miles northeast of Kansas City as a “division point” where its trains could take on fuel, water, and fresh crews. There was no town there—that part of Missouri was sparsely settled prairie—and so the Santa Fe created one. The first town lot was sold on January 28, 1888, and Marceline was incorporated on March 6. It was in its early years a rowdy sort of frontier town, but by the turn of the twentieth century it had become more settled and respectable.
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When the town was laid out, its broad main street—called Santa Fe Avenue, naturally enough—intersected the railroad tracks alongside the depot. Dozens of trains passed through Marceline every day, and the townspeople, sensible of how those trains would disrupt a commercial street, built their businesses and homes not along Santa Fe Avenue, but along a street called Kansas Avenue. That street ran parallel to the rail line, always a city block or two away, veering north-northeast with the tracks until it ended at Missouri Street. From that intersection, Missouri Street ran due north, quickly turning into a country road.

Less than a quarter-mile north on that road, a mile from the Marceline depot and just outside the town limits, a two-story frame house a few years older than Marceline itself sat at the southeastern corner of a forty-five-acre farm. Early in the last century, that farm was home for a few years to a family named Disney—Elias, the husband; Flora, his wife; four sons, Herbert, Raymond, Roy, and Walter; and a daughter, Ruth.

The Disneys moved to Marceline from Chicago in April 1906, drawn away from the city by Elias's fear that its crime and corruption would taint his children. He had chosen Marceline, readily accessible from Chicago, for its rural setting and because of a family connection. Robert Disney, Elias's younger brother and one of his ten siblings, was co-owner of a farm of 440 acres, less than a mile west of Marceline.
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Elias visited Marceline early in February 1906, just before he sold his house in Chicago.
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A month later, on March 5, 1906, he bought a forty-acre farm that had been owned by William E. Crane, a Civil War veteran who had died the previous November.
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The price was three thousand dollars, or seventy-five dollars an acre. A month later, on April 3, he paid four hundred fifty dollars for an adjoining tract, a little over five acres, that Crane's widow owned in her own name.
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The Disneys lived on Chicago's West Side, at 1249 Tripp Avenue.
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Elias and Flora and their first child, Herbert, had moved to Chicago by 1890. They were living then at 3515 South Vernon Avenue in the Fourth Ward, just south of downtown and less than a mile from Lake Michigan. Their second son, Raymond Arnold, was born there on December 30, 1890. Chicago was growing rapidly—an 1889 annexation had added 125 square miles and 225,000 people—and there was plenty of work for carpenters; Elias Disney identified himself as one in the 1891 city directory.
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On October 31, 1891, Elias bought a lot at 1249 Tripp. By sometime in 1892 he had built a house on it.
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Roy Oliver Disney, the third son, was born there on June 24, 1893, followed by Walter Elias on December 5, 1901, and, on December 6, 1903, the Disneys' youngest child and only daughter, Ruth Flora. The neighborhood, called Hermosa (for reasons that are unclear), was new and raw in the early 1890s, settled only a few years before by Scottish, German, and Scandinavian immigrants. It had been added to the city in the 1889 annexation.
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“A neighboring family just like ours was very close to us,” Roy Disney told Richard Hubler in 1967. “We woke up one morning and two of their boys were involved in a car barn robbery. . . . Shot it out with the cops, killed a cop. One of them went to Joliet [Prison] for life and the other got twenty years. These kids were just the same age as my older brother and my second brother [that is, in their midteens]. We had a nice neighborhood. A lot of good Irish and Poles and Swedes around there, but it was a rough neighborhood, too, in a way.” There were saloons on three corners where the Disneys bought their newspaper.
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Elias and the two older boys, Herbert and Raymond, escorted “a box car
full of our household furniture and two horses that dad bought in Chicago,” Roy recalled.
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Flora traveled separately with the two younger boys and Ruth, evidently arriving ahead of her husband. Walt Disney was only four years old then, but he wrote more than thirty years later: “I clearly remember the day we arrived there on the train. A Mr. Coffman met us in the wagon and we rode out to our house in the country just outside the city limits. I believe it was called the Crane Farm. My first impression of it was that it had a beautiful front yard with lots of weeping willow trees.”
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Roy remembered their new home as “a very cute, sweet little farm, if you can describe a farm that way.” The forty-five acres included orchards of apples, peaches, and plums, as well as fields of grain, and the farm was home to dozens of animals—hogs, chickens, horses, and cows. “Of course,” Roy said, “it was just heaven for city kids.”
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Almost fifty years after leaving it, Walt Disney also spoke warmly of the farm. “It had two orchards, one called the old and one called the new. We had every kind of an apple growing in that orchard. We had what we called Wolf River apples. They were that big. . . . People came from miles around to see our orchard. To see these big things.”
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(Disney's affectionate memories of his childhood on the farm, like anyone's childhood memories, may not be entirely trustworthy. On a return visit to Marceline in July 1956, he spoke to a welcoming crowd of his exploits as a “hog rider.”
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Then, as on other occasions, he said he rode atop sows until they plunged into what he variously called a “pig pond” or mud puddles. Roy Disney dismissed that story as “some of his ebullience. . . . There never were any mud puddles.”)
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Marceline's population had risen to more than twenty-five hundred by 1900, and it peaked at around four thousand while the Disneys lived there. Marceline was just large enough—at a time when the majority of Americans lived in even smaller places
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—and just close enough to the Disney farm, to hold a certain urban allure, at least for a boy who was too young to remember much about living in Chicago, as the older Disney brothers did. Walt Disney's strongest nostalgia in later years was less for farm life than for the busy life of a prosperous small town.

In the first decade of the twentieth century, Marceline was not some isolated, impoverished rural outpost. Kansas Avenue was lined with shops, and for most if not all of their Marceline stay, the Disneys had a telephone (their name is in a 1907 directory).
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It was, however, the trains that kept Marceline in touch constantly with the wider world. In those days—with the automobile
in its infancy and the roads for horse-drawn vehicles mostly poor—trains dominated freight and passenger service to an extent hardly conceivable a century later.

Walt Disney remembered the scarcity of automobiles in the Marceline he knew. In a May 15, 1952, meeting during work on
Lady and the Tramp
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The trains were, besides, daily reminders that much larger cities were only a few hours away. Combining speed, power, and the romance of faraway places, the railroads had few competitors for the imaginations of millions of people, boys especially. In the decades that followed, even as the railroads slowly gave up their position atop the American economy, model railroads thrived, their elaborate layouts built by middle-aged men who had fallen under trains' spell when they were children. As a train fancier in later years, Walt Disney would be one among many.

For the Disney children, a family connection enhanced the trains' appeal: their mother's older sister Alice (who had died in 1905) was married to Mike Martin, a Santa Fe engineer. The Martins lived a little more than a hundred miles up the line, in Fort Madison, Iowa, near the Mississippi River, and Martin's work took him through Marceline. As Roy Disney recalled, “We used to ride in the cab with him once in a while.”
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Elias Disney had been modestly successful in Chicago, but he was not a man for whom success of any kind was a natural fit. Before moving to Chicago, he had failed as an orange grower in Florida. For him to return to farming of any kind was tempting fate, however unselfish his motives.

Elias was a Canadian, born in rural Ontario in 1859. He was the eldest of the eleven children of Kepple Disney and his wife, Mary Richardson, both of whom had immigrated to Canada from Ireland as children, with their parents. Kepple and Mary lived after their marriage on a farm about a mile from the village of Bluevale.
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Official Disney biographies suggest that the Disney name is a corruption of a French original, and that the first Disneys came to England in the eleventh century with the Norman invaders, but, as traced through census records, the family tree's roots dwindle to invisibility in eighteenth-century Ireland.

Kepple Disney and his family moved to a farm at Ellis, Kansas, in 1878, and it was from there that Elias moved to Florida and undertook his failed venture as an orange grower. In Florida on January 1, 1888, he married Flora
Call, sixth of eight daughters (there were two sons) in a family he had known in Kansas. Flora, born in 1868, was nine years Elias's junior. Their first child, Herbert Arthur, was born in Florida on December 8, 1888.

After the family moved to Chicago, Elias found work as a carpenter at the World's Columbian Exposition of 1893.
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The skimpy record of building permits issued around the turn of the twentieth century suggests that he had by then become an active contractor, building houses that he owned for resale.
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When his father was a Chicago contractor, Roy Disney said, Elias “built the Congregational church in our neighborhood.”
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That was Saint Paul Congregational, at the intersection of Keeler and Belden Avenues, two blocks from the Disneys' home. The church was organized in 1898, and its newly constructed building was dedicated on October 14, 1900.
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