This photograph was taken in 1950, the year before this other wagon photograph 3 in a wagon. This time Dee Dee the photographer appears with us. My sister Pearl and I had just moved to Detroit from Springfield, MA. We spent most Saturdays at our maternal grandparent’s house with our cousins Dee Dee and Barbara.
Oh yes, we had a red wagon too, used to cart pop bottles to the corner grocery to get refunds, then could use the pennies to buy candy! Great memories! You all probably played the same games we did! Train ride was one of ours I think.
We never took the wagon out of our grandparent’s yard and I don’t remember a lot of games with the wagon. We played more on the swing, as I recall.
I love these photos! Just precious.
Wish I could zap back in time for a day or two.
Wouldn’t that be nice. I wish that sometimes when I look at old pictures.
Love these! <3
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My Aunt Shirley was staying with us & offered to look after my younger brother & me while my parents took a short holiday. It was the first time in my 6 years of life that I was without them & I remember feeling quite bereft. The night before they were due home I was teary-eyed & couldn’t sleep so my aunt lined my brother’s Red Flyer wagon with blankets & had me lie down in it while we looked at the stars together – she explaining that Mommy & Daddy were seeing the same stars (they weren’t all that far away, really) & so, if I wanted, I could say “Hi” to them by way of the stars & they would smile & let me know they would be home soon. I remember feeling very much better after that & ready to go to bed, & to this day – so many, many years later, I clearly remember that night – lying in that wagon looking at the stars with my aunt sitting beside me whispering to me about how they were my friends linking me to my Mommy & Daddy. Of course I know, now, what stars really are, but it makes no difference. I still look at them as liaisons to those I love wherever they might be if we’re not together.
That is really sweet and touching and in a way we are connected to people when we look at the stars and the moon at the same time.
Those wagon photos are amazing and wonderful artifacts. I bet your sister and cousins would like some arrangement of them as gifts.
What a good idea!
Gotta love a red wagon. I especially like the wheels on this one.
They were different, those wheels.
Red wagons were such classics? Seems they’ve faded from fashion. Too bad.
A great post!
It is fun returning to Sep.Sat.. I have missed all these wonderful pictures and stories
Oh, those wagon shots! I’ve got some from my childhood, too, and they’re irreplaceable! Loved our red wagon — a youngster down the street from me has a GREEN wagon, produced by John Deere, of course!
Too cute! Red wagons always start out as children’s toys and eventually become useful garden tools. Some can last a lifetime too., carrying generations of kids and countless loads of yard clippings.
I cannot recollect that such little wagons were a feature of a British childhood. Your photographs of the children are so adorable and they look so happy.
Bumping up and down in my little red wagon, won’t you be my darlin – I remember the song, but we never had one in our family, as far as I know. Great photos!