"When we were stationed at the Naval Air Station in Millington, TN, we lived in a subdivision near the base back in the late 70's. While out walking in the neighborhood one day, we noticed a discarded Radio Flyer with old and broken wooden rails ready to be picked up on garbage day lying by the side of the street. My ex-husband being the handyman that he was looked at the wagon parts and said he could easily transform the wagon to look like new again. With permission from the owners, we gathered the wagon parts and headed home. Our thought was that the wagon would be great for my parents, who always had a huge garden each summer, to use in gathering the vegetables. Little did we know at the time what an impact the "little red wagon gift" would have on my mother. The wagon was repaired, painted, polished and shined to look like new and carried to Mississippi for the presentation. When we unloaded the wagon my mother almost wept saying "I always wanted to buy one for ya'll, but we could never afford one." Needless to say,that little wagon never made it to the garden. At Christmas, she always loaded the wagon with Christmas wrapped boxes and put it on the front porch with her other decorations. After she passed away, we gave the wagon to our daughter in Pennsylvania to use through the years with her four children. To this day, she still has the wagon and to quote her, "I will never get rid of the "Little Red Wagon." "
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"Hi, Christmas 1951, I received a red Radio Flyer wagon from my Uncle Dave Wilkinson. I was eleven years old then. That was the year my father died. I kept it for over thirty years. It moved from Philadelphia to Cody, Wyoming and then to Florida. When I saw one for sale in a store I had to purchase it for our grandson, Austin.When Dad died in 1951, Mom sold the car. I used the wagon to transport the groceries home from the A&P store which was over a mile away. I also used the wagon to earn money by taking groceries home from the store for ladies that hired boys with wagons; as most people did not have cars. We had a Victory Garden on a vacant lot back then. I used the wagon to haul pails of water to the garden. I had a Germantown Courier newspaper route and later a Philadelphia Inquirer newspaper route. I remember using the wagon for delivering the Sunday papers. Once when I rebuilt the engine of my 1941 Ford, I used the wagon to transport the V 8 motor to our basement, where I put new pistons, rings, bearings a 3/4 race cam and aluminum heads on the motor. I used a tripod and chain hoist to remove and install the motor which weighed over 400 lbs. That was a tough wagon! When we moved to Cody, Wyoming the wagon went with us. We used it in gardening as we grew a lot of our vegetables. When we moved to Florida and Austin's mother, Faith, was his age, the older children used to pull her around in the wagon. Finally after years of service in Florida's humid wet climate I had to retire it."