The first picture should be that of my background. I have peppered our back yard with items from the past. The Red Flyer reminds me of my Grandmother's homes whenever I see it. It also reminds me when we used to take our young kids up to my Parent's home and my Dad would pull the grandkids around in a wagon just like this. They would laugh and laugh, then eventually the wagon would dump over or someone would fall out. My Dad always pulled them slow enough so when it happened, no one got hurt and the kids would end up in a pile on the ground laughing away asking Papa to pull them again.
