This is me, in 1975, when I was 21. My dog Killer, enjoyed riding around in my wagon, which I had for quite some time. When I was in the hospital, in the beginning, I would not ride in a wheel chair, but they could get me to ride in a red wagon like this to go for x-rays or therapy.
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