FOUR-YEAR-OLD Walt Disney sat on the edge of his seat and swung his legs. For some time he had watched the people in the busy Chicago railroad station. Everybody seemed to be in a hurry. Walt was anxious to get started too.
“Roy,” Walt called to his brother, “why are we waiting?”
“We have to wait until they call our train,” Roy explained. “Here, come sit down by me. We’ll listen for the call...