Paul Noll Growing Up

71. My Brother Loren Pushes the Wagon

Mom often sent me to town to get groceries and I loved to go. Most of the time I took my wagon to carry back the groceries I bought. I often took Loren with me and most of the time he rode in the wagon both ways. But he wanted to have the "fun" pushing the wagon. I would give in and let him. Almost always some passer byes would exclaim how cruel it seemed that I made him push me. Both of us would laugh and think it funny and do it anyway. In reality he soon tired of this fun and let me pull him most of the way. He always enjoyed going with me, perhaps because I have always been a big kid.