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When my son was born he had a heart murmer.The doctor said it would most likely go away as he got older.When he turned one we found out it wasn't gonna get better and that it was gonna get worse until the point where he would have open heart surgery.When he turned 8 the condition (Artic Stenosis)had worsened to the point it became critical.He always wanted to play all sports and it was apperent that would probabally never happen.We came in contact with dr.Rosen and dr.MCCONNELL both from Children's hospital in columbus Ohio.They decided to try a new procedure called the Ross procedure.It was very sucessful and Nathanial came through everything like it never happened.While we were at the hospital we decided we were gonna go start a wagon run and raise money to buy new wagons for the hospital.They cost 500 dollars and so far we have raised enough for 7 wagons.With your help we can work together and make sure other children have a ride to and from office visits and to their rooms before sergury.Thank you from Nathanials wagons for a cause.
"Many of us "baby boomers" think of a Radio Flyer wagon as a toy, but as a 7 year old, born in 1952, I remember my Grandmother's Radio Flyer wagon as a means of earning income for her family, and supplying a service in her community. See, my Grandparents came to America via Ellis Island from Lebanon in the early 1920's and settled in Greenville South Carolina. My Grandparents were self-employed owning a small community grocery store. Back in "those days" vending machines were a rarity in the neighboring manufacturing plants. During the summers that I would spend with my Grandmother, I vividly remember her loading her Radio Flyer wagon with sodas, crackers, cakes, gum, etc., and twice a day visit these plants selling her wares to the local workers. My biggest joy was being the "driver" of her wagon, pulling the wagon behind me as we visited each business. I also remember that my Grandmothers bookkeeping was on the back of a piece of cardboard, where the workers would write their name, and the amount of their purchase, then on Friday after getting paid, they would settle their bill for the week. I took great joy in receiving my first Radio Flyer wagon, though it was "slightly used" from my Grandmothers traveling vending business, it was new to me and a joy to make believe that I had my own business, albeit just like Grandam's, with Red Flyer wagon and all!"