The mere thought of divorce terrified me. To me, divorce symbolized failure.

I always considered myself a dancer before anything else.

For me, the wheelchair symbolizes disability in a way a cane does not.

When you are young and healthy, it never occurs to you that in a single second your whole life could change.

In 1993 my birthday present was a star on Hollywood’s Walk of Fame.

Whatever dreams I have wished have come true.

The Lord has been with me throughout my life. He’s never let me down.

Mr. Disney and his staff were constantly scouting for great stories to bring to life on film.

Growing up in public is especially hard sometimes.

The mere thought of divorce terrified me. To me, divorce symbolized failure.

I have always thought of Walt Disney as my second father.

Dick Clark really didn’t make rock ‘n roll safe for America, as many people think.

As I grew older, I came to feel more responsible for any hardship or trouble my career caused my family.

I still don’t know precisely why The Mickey Mouse Club ended when it did.

Of the many guests we welcomed to the Mickey Mouse Club, my absolute favorites were the Lennon Sisters.

The original Mickey Mouse Club, established in the ’30s, was designed to attract children to movie theaters.

Mr. Disney believed everyone was still a child deep inside.

I was not prepared to live as a single parent.

Just learning that you have MS is such a devastating shock.

My dear friend Jimmie Dodd was the heart and the soul of The Mickey Mouse Club.

Mickey Mouse… is always there-he’s part of my life. That really is something not everyone can call their claim to fame.

MS is not really a degenerative illness. It is not fatal, nor is it always progressive.

Of all the roles I’ve played, none has been as fulfilling as being a mother.

Whatever ambivalence I felt about my own career, Frankie more than made up for it with his ambition and tenacity.

At the beginning of 1955 only about 60 percent of American homes had TVs.

Animation did not become the dominant form of children’s television until the ’60s.

I’ve always found Mr. Disney to be somewhat of a shy person, a kid at heart.

Then, as now, the Disney studio buzzed with activity. You had a strong impression of being at the center of something very exciting.

I’m saddened to see that some have been misled into believing that Mr. Disney was something other than a kind, caring man.

Watching television in those days was not the same experience as it is today. After years of listening to radio, we found the black-and-white images mesmerizing.

Most original viewers of the Mickey Mouse Club didn’t face the crush of family and social problems children have today.

As I travel across the country speaking about MS, perhaps I can offer others comfort and hope.

In the United States women develop MS at approximately twice the rate men do, and no one can explain why women are affected most often from the waist down.

To some, the ’50s were a decade marked by the banal, the predictable.