Each summer for a number of years in the mid1940s, a tinker would come into town with his wagon. A tinker was an itinerate person who mended metal household utensils. The wagon was unusual – ramshackle and covered with pots, pans, and other utensils. It made a lot of noise. Even more interesting, a team of goats pulled the wagon.
My father took these pictures along Route 30 on the southeast side of Plainfield on July 14, 1944.