We had one of these Flyer red wagons when we were growing up. I remember a time when my oldest brother was living at my grandmothers house. He was treated so good that I wanted to be treated the same way so I went to stay there as well. Ted got everything and I was on the back burner. I remember getting mad about it so I just took my stuff and put it in the little red wagon and walked it down the road to home. I was about 5 at this time.