Little Red Stories
About 30 years ago, my wife, Kay, asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I told her I wanted a wagon. Specifically, a Radio Flyer. It was a strange request for a young dad and she was puzzled, so I explained. At that time we had one child, Ben. My plan was that every year, beginning with that year, on my birthday, I would skip work and take our kids to the zoo. I felt a wagon would be the best way for me to cart the kids around. So, she got me a Radio Flyer. Over the next few years, Kay and I added two more children to our family, Marji and Patrick, and for several years I spent my birthdays pulling them around the zoo in my red wagon. As the kids got older, and too big for the wagon, we still went to the zoo on my birthday only now it served as a means of transporting a cooler and picnic supplies from the car to the picnic tables. During those same years, my wagon and I pulled the kids on walks around town and to the annual Memorial Day parade where it doubled as a bench for the kids to sit in. It served me well for many years in its child transport capacity. Alas, the children grew up and the wagon took on a new job…hauling things around the yard. It was used for moving dirt, gravel, weeds and grass clippings. It transported flats of flowers and mulch. Right now it’s parked in the corner of the shed with some miscellaneous stuff sitting on it. It’s been there for a couple of years now. All dirty with some rust, dents, and dings. I would never scrap my Radio Flyer, but I had thought a few times of dropping it off at the local thrift store, thinking perhaps another family could use it. I just couldn’t get rid of it though. Right now, I’m glad I kept it. You see, recently, Ben and Jackie, our daughter-in-law, welcomed their absolutely beautiful daughter, Wynn, to the world! The joy, excitement, jubilation, and love I feel for my granddaughter is unbelievable! She is absolutely adorable and precious! Now, just as soon as this snow melts, I’ll be out to the shed to get my neglected Radio Flyer. It’s going to need some work, but it’ll be a good restoration project for me. There are still a lot of miles left in both of us to pull my granddaughter, and future grandchildren, around town! So, come on wagon, my old friend, let’s get you ready to go to the zoo!
On one Saturday afternoon mommy and daddy told me that we were going to go out to my grandparents house to take my very first Christmas photo. As we were driving out to Grandma and Grandpa's mommy realize that she forgot the wooden box that they were going to sit me in for my photo. Mommy said that's okay grandma and grandpa have something very special out in their old barn that we can get to put you in. Once we got to my grandparents house mommy and daddy and I all put on our snow boots and went out to the old barn and opened up the door and there she was Old Red. Mommy then told me a story about how my grandma and grandpa bought that old red wagon for my uncle Karl and my mommy it was their toys long time ago that they played in when they were young and that one day it would be passed down to me. After pulling the red wagon out of the barn mommy and daddy cleaned it all up. After the old red wagon was all cleaned up we went on a short walk out behind grandma and grandpas house where grandma got to take my very first Red Wagon Christmas photo. Mommy told me that this is a very special wagon and will one day be a very special photo. - Love Noah Delbert
Last year, our daughter, Chelsey, was 10 months old when we celebrated her first Christmas. She had just started walking, loved riding things and playing outside, so it only seemed natural that her first "big" Christmas present should be a wagon. With my husband being the only one working so that I could stay home with Chelsey, we didn't have much extra to spend on Christmas, so we were very excited to find out that a friend's son had been given 2 Radio Flyer Pathfinder Wagons for his birthday and they were happy to help us give our daughter something we knew she would love. On Christmas morning, she almost didn't care to open anything after seeing her wagon; she just wanted to be pulled around the living room. All year long we have enjoyed playing outside with her wagon, pulling my daughter, her dolls, and her kittens. And I am happy to say that this year, since she is fascinated by the older kids riding bikes, we were able to buy her a beautiful pink Radio Flyer Classic Tricycle to have waiting for her under the tree. I can't wait to see her try to ride it around the living room Christmas morning.