Fifty years of Radio Flyer Memories
It's hard to remember a time in my life when I haven't had a Radio Flyer wagon, beginning fifty years ago with my brother and I racing down the hill by our house, in the wagon he received from Santa. I remember my best friend and I delivering cookies, thirty years later my own daughter delivering cookies, all in a Radio Flyer red wagon. One of my favorite and most bittersweet memories is of my children placing their handicapped cousin and their dog in his red wagon and taking him for a ride around the neighborhood. My nephew became handicapped at the age of two after a horrible accident, as a result of his accident he is unable to see or walk. He was in the hospital for 5 months, we visited him almost daily, my children ate their meals at the hospital cafeteria and did their homework in the hospital play room. My own children were 5 and 9 at the time. Seeing the gentleness they displayed towards their cousin and wanting to include him in their play time was truly a heart touching moment that I will never forget.
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We use our little red wagon in a cemetery. We are on our second one now as our first one was stolen. When a family suffers a loss it is never easy, and especially when it is a child. We have found a small act of service can help a hurting and grieving family go along ways. During a service for a child in our cemetery we have provided a little red wagon. The parents are provided with an opportunity to pull their child one last time, from the hearse to the grave. It's never easy to watch, but often mother, and father cling heavy to this idea. The casket will remain in the wagon throughout the service and at the end pulled to the grave for burial. I know many will not find this idea cute, or photogenic, but others will find it comforting and subtle. On behalf of our families, we thank you for our little red wagon.