Growing up we had an " icebox" which an iceman came with a huge block of ice once a week. I can still picture him climbing the stairs with the prongs holding the block on his back…
Meanwhile, while he was doing that, neighborhood kids climbed on his truck and got big chips of ice.. to suck on…..he would always catch us and yelled for us to get off the truck, and we scattered in all directions…yelling and screaming. LOL!
The ice man cometh! The iceman goeth!
Growing up we had an " icebox" which an iceman came with a huge block of ice once a week. I can still picture him climbing the stairs with the prongs holding the block on his back…
Meanwhile, while he was doing that, neighborhood kids climbed on his truck and got big chips of ice.. to suck on…..he would always catch us and yelled for us to get off the truck, and we scattered in all directions…yelling and screaming. LOL!
Memories are made of this!