I don't have many possessions from childhood, but this is one of them. I remember taking daring rides on this wagon down the steeply sloping street near my house. When I was older, it took a real beating when my brother and I hitched it to the backs of our Schwinn 3-speed bikes for the purpose of delivering the extra thick Sunday morning paper. My dad has tried some restoration, but the wagon's solid rubber wheels are almost down to the metal rims and some of the steel parts are simply gone. I'm tempted to say something about the simplicity of old toys and the needless complexity of modern ones, but it seems terribly self-serving and I don't want to engage in generation-bashing...but.....
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