Radio Flyer Engine No. 9

I fell in love with this little fire engine. I rescued it from the crusher at a local landfill.

I expected Charles to give me a hard time when he saw it.

When he came home and discovered it sitting on the front stoop covered with a decade or two of dirt I heard him holler, “This thing is so cool! I love it!”

Charles gave it a good washing, he got rid of all the dirt, grime and spider webs. He left it old and faded. Now the internal debate is raging: do I place it in a flower bed as “yard art” or do I bring it to Booth 90.