Little Red Stories
Thirty years ago our best friend's 2 year old daugher was in Shands@UF battling cancer, we went every weekend to visit them and would pull her around the halls for hours in wagon's that were donated for them. We lost her at the age of 3. This past year my grandson was born at 27 weeks and was rushed to this same hospital and was there for 96 days. My husband and I talked often about the wagon that were no longer there or just in bad shape. The smiles we saw on the children's face when they got to feeling better or up to it or it was their turn to ride was just priceless! Please donate more "Wagons for Smiles" to the Shands@UF NICU and Children's hospital in Gainesville Florida. Thank you Cindy Johnson
My parents got my a Radio Flyer when I was four. I spent many hours over the years playing on it, playing on it with friends, and pulling my siblings for rides. It provided many hours of fun and enjoyment. As my siblings and I got older, our Radio Flyer was used around the yard to help us with our chores, especially moving heaving things like bricks or dirt around the yard and garden.
My sister lived in the country a couple miles from a bar. Law enforcement would seldom patrol the road by her house unless they were called for a wreck or such. That made it a popular back road for patrons of that pub. Inconsiderate people would speed down the gravel road and toss beer bottles and cans out their car windows in the evenings and early mornings. I stayed with my sister to help her out while she underwent chemo treatment. She and her husband had to drive from their home in South Dakota to the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota several times. While they were gone, I stayed at their house and took care of their place and their two precious poodles. They left me a list of all the chores that they normally did around their place. One was to load up the poodles and a box of trash bags in their Radio Flyer wagon and go pick up trash in the road ditches. Although I felt a bit silly pulling a wagon with two dogs in it down the road and filling trash bags with garbage, I did it because it was important to my sister and she was important to me. One day a man in a pickup truck stopped and asked where the regular Ditch Witch was. I didn't understand until he explained that Ditch Witch was the name the locals dubbed my sister who had been pulling her wagon and keeping the roadside clean for many years. I told him she was fighting brain cancer. The word got around in the community and the bar down the road organized a big fundraiser BBQ to help with the expense of traveling for treatments. Many people came to support the "Ditch Witch". After 4 years of battling cancer, she passed away last March. She is missed by many. I now have my own home and walk down the country road by my house to pick up trash. I'm very proud to be a Ditch Witch just like my big sis.
My Dad got me my first Radio Flyer from Western Auto store Heavy dutie Wagon with Thick wooden panels on the sides with the painted sides This wagon got used a lot on the farm in WVA I'm glad I got one when i was a kid this was about 55years ago Give your child one so they will have the memory's
Wagons used to give prizes to kids in need. Our non profit used Radio Flyers to pass out beanie babies and other prizes to kids, while explaining how to treat animals well. A win-win situation!
I remember using my little red wagon to transport my stuffed animals around when I was little.
We bought our oldest son which he is 26 a radio flyer wagon , the one with the wood on top of it when he was about 1. We always have pulled him in it while he was little everywhere we go like camping, fishing, and just around the house. When he got bigger he started pulling his puppies around in it and then he got him a 4-wheeler and he had pulled it behind it. So 10 years later when we had our other child he started pulling him around in it. Til one day I accidently back up over it. I hated that I done that but I just did not see it. I had found a smaller one without the wood on the land he had bought and now using it in pictures when I do family pictures. I also carried my props in one too to help me get it to the places I need alot of stuff at . So it has so many uses for us and if I was to win I would not just give it all to just one charity I would like to spread it out to a few of them like give most of them to the children's hospital for the children to be pulled around in at the hospitals and would love to give some to the animal rescue centers for abused animals to help them also. That would be helping two causes that means so much to me. The children and animals can not really speak for their selves so at least they can maybe have a little special help from me and ya..Thank you , Tina Atkins from Red Boiling Springs, Tn.
When my two sister's and I were young. We would fill our radio flyer up with pop bottles. We would pull our wagon about a mile to the candy store. Trade in our bottles. We would take turns pulling our radio flyer back home. Enjoying our candy too.
As a volunteer for the Welcome to America Project, we have donated dozens of Radio Flyer wagons to the children of refugee families who have relocated from war torn nations around the globe. These families have nothing but hope when they come to America the Radio Flyers always light up the faces of the little ones! Many have never seen a wagon but quickly find out how to have fun in the desert sun!
Loved my radio flyer wagon when we had it. The wheels got busted when we used the wagon as a wheelbarrow to replace all of the sod in our yard. We had to replace the sod because we had a chinch bug problem, so the wagon did us good. Now we have a beautiful yard that the children can play in! But we need a new wagon lol.
Manyyears ago when my daughter was in girl scouts, I was the leader and my husband needed the car for work and living a mile from the First Baptist Church in Fresno. I needed to get from home to the church with the craft supplies and materials. The only way to tote was our red flyer wagon. We also used in delivering Girl Scout cookies during cookie time.