Little Red Stories
Er We fill up our red Radio Flyer wagon with home made food and distribute it to the homeless in downtown San Diego. They love to see our red wagon coming their way! Title: Fill the wagon with JOY!!!
I cleaned and painted my Radio Flyer wagon, filled it with wrapped packages, then gave it to my young cousin as a reward for learning to count from one to ten.
When our garden overflowed with a bumper crop of veggies, our children would fill up their little red wagon and offer veggies to our neighbors.
LIVING IN A CONDO OF 120 UNITS I VOLUNTEER TO "WALK" DOGS BUT I DO IT BY PUTTING THEM IN AN RED FLYER WAGON; TAKE THEM ONE AT A TIME OUT OF THE WAGON TO WALK ABOUT--CAUSES QUITE A STIR!
Many years ago, when I was younger, my older brother used the wagon to transport boxes of honey bees to the hives. We were eager for the bees to be introduced to the hives and eventually provide much needed honey.
When I was a single parent with 1 chId, I bought a radio flyer wagon for my daughter ‘s birthday. I didn’t have a car so I walked everywhere pulling my daughter in her wagon, Then a few years later I had another child and I pulled my 2 children in the wagon everywhere. I used my wagon for everything. By 1989, my sister had one child and I had my 3rd child, we used my wagon for everything from walking to the grocery store with my children, to going to the laundromat with the wagon piled high with clothes. My wagon was my automobile without a motor in the late 80’s to late 90’s. We wore out 3 of these wagons in the time we had them before I could afford to buy a vehicle. My father had bought a weapon to use to pull the kids, walk to the grocery store to buy food for my mother and hisself for so many, many years and I believe he went through 3 or 4 of them. I just wish I could afford a couple of these because my husband and ou have 20 grandchildren together (ours,his,and mine). Thank you Radio Flyer are great and long lasting.
"Look! One of her legs is shorter than the other!" exclaimed my grandfather in what would be the beginning of my spica cast journey to correct congenital hip dysplasia at 13 months of age. A few surgeries and a kid in a cast and traction bars didn't scare my mother as much as being home alone for days or weeks on end without the ability to go anywhere or see anyone. Thankfully she married an ingenious engineer who modified a radio flyer red wagon so that the sides extended out and I could go in, cast and all. We trekked everywhere in that red wagon, and now, 28 years later, family and friends can still recall how happy our family looked all together with me being toted around in our wagon.
Walking and carrying are not my forte anymore. Too many years and back surgeries for that, but I use it inside and out. I carry in my groceries, get my laundry from room to room, plants for trimming and feeding, tools for DIY( I'm an ol'widow lady,lol) generally for about everything, in fact its in the kitchen now waiting to be unloaded. .
In 1964 we purchased the all word Town and Country Radio flyer for our daughters. In the on coming years it became the center piece of their play activities. Needless to say it took a beating and in the last few years it was ready for the junk pile. But not to be. It was the trophy we wanted to save to remember all the good times we had with the wagon always in center stage. Long walks with the four girls huddle with their dog loving every minute of the ride. Parades down main street USA with the girls who could fit loving the attention. Filled with dirt, rocks and weeds from many garden chords over the many years of use, our Radio Flyer was to be rewarded not junked. What happen next was amusing. With your help our Radio Flyer has been restored into mint condition and is the center piece of our home. Thank you Radio Flyer you are the best. The Mariani Family
One of the many benefits of being a new Tesla owner is the "Thank You" that Tesla provides for referring friends that order a new Tesla. One such thank you is gifting us with a drivable battery operated Model S Tesla for kids that is provided from Radio Flyer. So far we have received three Tesla kid cars and have donated all three to the F.U.S.E. (Foundation for Understanding Social Engagement) school in Lexington, MA. The first two are currently being used by the children at the school and the third will be auctioned off at the school's next fundraiser in late April of this year. The F.U.S.E. school provides an early education environment that nurtures a child's social and emotional growth. You can read more about the F.U.S.E. school at their web site www.fusepreschool.com.
When our kids were young, we enjoyed putting them in the radio flyer and taking walks around town. We stopped at elderly neighbors who were home bound to bring a little joy to them. Just the interaction with the kids brought them a lot of enjoyment. We'd also bring some groceries or home baked goods with us to share. They enjoyed the time but it also was great for us to be able to add a little sunshine to their day.
When I was in 4th grade I wheeled around a Radio Flyer wagon in the neighborhood to collect cans for food drive.
I used a radio flyer wagon to help 8-10 year old boys and their parents load their stuff into a cub scout resident camp. The parking lot is far away from the camp sites and cars aren't allowed to drive through camp. It allowed cub scouts to get their stuff to camp easily. And especially helps special needs campers!
A little red wagon is childhood. Push me, pull me. OOPS Over it went. Carry my toy doll, carry my truck, carry my weeds, carry my flowers. It is my greatest outdoor toy. WEEEEEEEEEE down the hill I fly.
When I was a child, over sixty years ago, my brother and I piled a load of cancer informational pamphlets in my Radio Flyer wagon. We went all over the neighborhood, handing them out, and collecting for the local cancer fund drive. We rated an article and our pictures in the local newspaper.
Last week my 3 & 1/2 year old granddaughter was rushed to the hospital having an asthma attack. She was admitted and I was trying to decided what to bring to her. Her mom (a teacher) was in the hospital with her and they were coloring with crayons while she in bed. I started telling my husband that when I was little about 5 or 6 years old my cousin broke her leg. My mother was busy buying her presents like books and coloring books to bring to her at the hospital. I told him how my aunt who did not drive had to take my cousin to school via a Radio Flyer Little Red Wagon. I was so jealous of the coloring books and the Radio Flyer wagon