Little Red Stories
My grandparents raised me and once they gave me a Radio Flyer wagon. It actually was for my grandmother and myself. You see she grew bachelor buttons by the thousands and sold them to a local florist. Since we didn't have a car she and I would take the flowers by "our" Radio Flyer to deliver them. This happened every Saturday morning for as long as the season lasted. I still have fond memories of delivering flowers. I later became a floral designer.
I used to sit in my radio flyer wagon and use my right leg to push it around when I wanted to "fly" on the sidewalk. I also decorated it and used it as a float for Mardi Gras. It held a lot of beads. That was about 65 yrs ago. I was keeping it but I lost mine in a hurricane so I could not pass it on to my grand kids. Wish I still had it.
Our story begins in the late 1970s when my son George was about five years old. I believe it was Stokley can goods who had a special offer, if you save 100 labels and send them in, you would receive a Radio Flyer Wagon! I remember having all the family members, grandma and aunts saving labels so we could get this red wagon, which we did after about a month or two of saving. My son was so excited when it arrived. He would have me take him to the park, grocery store and everywhere in his radio flyer. After about five years my father helped him repaint his wagon. My dad worked at the Cadillac dealer ship in Oak Park. One of his customers was Mario Pason and my father was telling him about his grandson and the repainting of his radio flyer wagon. He mention to him that he needed to find new hubcaps to remount the wheels. Lucky for us he was so kind to get them. We still have the wagon today which was also enjoyed by my grandson. So many special memories in this Radio Flyer Wagon!
Growing up as a boy, my red metal Flyer was the best thing in the world! whether I was playing in the backyard or being taken around the block - I wasn't going anywhere unless it was in my Radio Flyer wagon. I'm sure there's even photos of me in the wagon riding around in one of Chicago's floods. :) Thank you for the memories! - I wish I could find the images.
I was born and raised in a small coal mining town in PA. Of course my dad worked in the coal mine so my parents couldnt afford to buy a radio flyer for us kids We would go to my grandparents in Gettysburg every other weekend. It was so exciting because we would go to the battle field. However my best part of the wekend was going in my grandpas garage and pulling out the old metal radio flyer. I would go up and down the driveway pulling my dolls in the wagon. That was in the early 60s and the red radio flyer was all metal except the tires. It was such fantastic memories i bought a radio flyer to pull my children around. Then bought one to pull my grandsons around. When they outgrew the wagon my grandsons used it to pull around their "special" rocks bugs, pine cones. Anything they thought was special. Three generations have loved and enjoyed great memories with the red radio flyer