Mickey Mouse popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad 20 years ago on a train ride from Manhattan to Hollywood at a time when the business fortunes of my brother Roy and myself were at the lowest ebb and disaster seemed right around the corner. Related Posts:He adored New York City. He idolized it all out of…The rule is to train train and train some more.…There is no disaster that can’t become a blessing,…Look around, look around at how lucky we are to be…