Way, way back, before there was an internet or any technology really, there were kids, and a postal service, and Disney, and life was good. Not great because the world was still black and white, but it was still pretty good.
Young Meghan wanted the Disney to become one with the kids, so she used the nascent postal service, with their pony expresses, clipper ships, and smoke signals, to ask Disney to come to her school. To their credit they did reply via the same route, but alas they lacked the technology to be in multiple places at once and declined her gracious invitation.
I uncovered this letter, framed, while we were cleaning our room. (Yes, even adults who were once children must clean their room from time to time.) Meghan refused to keep it, so I have scanned it for posterity and posted it to the internet for eternity.