Here again, I was disappointed in the book because of my fondness for the Disney version starring Julie Andrews. As I was contemplating the stiff, harsh version of the titular character in the book, I recalled that a movie was released a handful of years ago about the making of the movie and the author's struggles with Walt Disney (Saving Mr. Banks (2013)).  I watched the movie and now feel like I better understand the book's intended purpose (so far as it was portrayed in the film).  My heart broke for what Mrs. Travers went through and it gave me more sympathy for her character, but I will likely always prefer what I knew first. I just love musicals and Julie Andrews too much, and the songs I sang in childhood have nestled too far down into my memories.