I remember growing up that we had an ice cream truck that drove around the neighbourhood in the summer. You could hear the tune of his truck two blocks away. We would go to mom and get some coins, and join the other kids standing at the curb when he drove by. The music stopped and we got an ice cream or a popsicle. Usually a popsicle as money was tight. 🙂
I remember growing up that we had an ice cream truck that drove around the neighbourhood in the summer. You could hear the tune of his truck two blocks away. We would go to mom and get some coins, and join the other kids standing at the curb when he drove by. The music stopped and we got an ice cream or a popsicle. Usually a popsicle as money was tight. 🙂
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Those were great days my friend!!
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