Louis Olivas writes:
My fondest memory of the Skyway is when I was about three years old. It was my first trip to Disneyland, and according to my parents, they took me on the Skyway and through out the whole ride, I was screaming and crying at the top of my lungs. I did this for the whole ride. my parents were embarresed because people were looking up at us, and pointing at the bucket that my parents were in. They said it seemed like forever till the ride was complete and when we got off the ride, people were looking at us strangely like my parents had been beating me or dangling me off the side the whole way.