"On February 25, 2014, my five-year-old son, Jaxon, was diagnosed with a brain tumor. One of the happiest things he had in the hospital was a red wagon to ride in, but it belonged to the hospital. I had friends ask me what I wanted to help out during hospital stays, and my response was a red wagon. Before we left on March 1, Jaxon had his own red Radio Flyer wagon. During radiation therapy, we moved into the hospital with our red wagon, and loaded it up weekly to go home. Jaxon also had the freedom of riding down the halls in his own personal wagon that made travel and outings easier. We still have the wagon, and are now sharing little red wagon with fellow patients."
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When I was a kid we lived next door to a family that had a daughter my age with Down Syndrome.She would always be pulling her Red Radio Flyer while we were riding our bikes .She always wanted to stay up with us , but we could ride faster than she could pull her wagon. Her mother said she was having a hard time learning to ride a bike. Knowing how bad she wanted to be with us I went to our garage found a rope tied it to my bike and she never had to try to stay up with us ,she was right there with us and love going all over the little town we lived in .