Tonight on Facebook there was a Kohl's ad on a sidebar selling an Original Big Wheel. The price was a mere $49.95.
I can't remember what we paid for the one we got Connie and Mark but it wasn't that much, I know.
That thing had more miles on it than our car when we got home from Alaska. It went around our court at least 50 times a day.
One day I saw Connie coming down the neighbors drive standing up on the back of it yelling at the top of her lungs. Scared me to death but she never fell.
Mark, however, fell over backwards one evening and had a cut in the back of his head. We decided we'd better take him in for a stitch so off we went to the E.R.
We were there 3 hours for just one or two stitches. I was a wreck by the time we got home. They had a DOA come in while we were there and then the police brought some guy in that had been in the local jail. He convinced them the stuff he had in his pocket was for his heart when it really was cocaine or some drug that put him in OVERDOSE.
When the thing finally wore out or the kids outgrew it, Ted took the seat and wheels and made a little seat that I could pull behind my bicycle. It was really neat and the neighbor kids loved it. It was also a big money maker one time in Indiana when the kids had a carnival and Mark sold rides on it.
I kind of miss those days but then again I kind of like seeing the Grandkids do their thing now.
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