My Red Wagon
"My first wagon ,when Santa brought it, I was so happy--we were very poor at the time. I was 7 years old. I shined that wagon, put my dolls in there. I felt as if it was my first car. Christmas would not be Christmas unless everyone had a red wagon, or even shared one. Now I am 54, looking for one for my grandkids. My oldest is eight, I waited so long, I've been very sick. I am not going to live long, I am on a fixed income and need a wagon, maybe Santa would send for a 3 year old, 5 year old and an 8 year old, but one big wagon would be fine. Without a wagon under the tree, life has no meaning for Christmas. It's a tradition, Merry Christmas , happy red wagon dreaming."
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"On my 1st birthday I got a Radio Flyer wagon! This thing went everywhere with my family to the cottage, camping, schools, and parks. I was so in love with it and so were all my Teddys and dolls. But one night when my family and I were camping it was stolen, along with a lot of my families other things. I was 5. My parents thought it did not need to be replaced because I was older now and could walk places. I was devastated. I now have a 9 month old and we plan on not only getting him a radio flyer wagon but also the tricycle. I am so excited to see his face light up, I think I will be more excited and have great memories fly back to me when I go and buy it."