I've had this sled for over thirty years. I remember when we picked up Frank, Caroline, Eddie, and  Mary at the airport and this cardboard box with small wings came down the luggage chute. Frank had made a homemade box that looked as if he spent hours building it. The small wings were the handles on the sled. We had a cabin in the local mountains that got snow in the winter so I asked Uncle Frank if anyone had a sled they would like to get rid of and he brought Diane's to California. We took it to the cabin and used it for years. When we moved from L.A. to Clovis it came with us. We used it in our mountains here for a while and then it ended up in the garage. Well, I didn't package it as well a Uncle Frank, but here it is wrapped and tied on the back bumper of the RV ready for its trip back to Rochester and Diane.