It is sometime around 1977 or 1978 and the monorail from the Disneyland Hotel had dropped us off in the park near the Submarine Ride and the Matterhorn. We will starting the day with a planning session aboard the People Mover. These small 4 person cars look like colorful pieces of gum and are attached like a train. Getting bored with talk of when and where to meet for lunch, I glanced down to my left and was able to see straight into one of the shops. Tunnel vision kicked in and I saw a blue toy car in a display case. I saw nothing else and that care became my primary goal for the day. Dad, being the swell and patient man that he is, took me directly to this store and made the car mine. Measuring about 1 1/2 ” wide and 3″ long (ish) the blue Mercedes was dazzling in the display case. The woman that worked there let me touch and roll the display model. Other cars were in that case but they were all dead to me. It was the blue Mercedes that had latched on to me hard. After making my obvious choice, she turned around and opened the second from the bottom of 4 long drawers. Each drawer was filled to capacity with cars in boxes. The pinched the box with her thumb and index finger and placed it on the counter. I was not sure if the box was more exciting than the actual car. The purchase was made, the first time of many that Dad would dip into his wallet that day, and we left to explore the Magic Kingdom. The blue Mercedes was the centerpiece of my car collection for many many years. There is one place where it could be and it will hopefully be found today. The memory of the blue Mercedes came out of nowhere and it is now an inch in the brain that must be scratched. Possibly until it bleeds.