Saturday, May 17, 2003

 

The Ice Cream Man.
For the last couple of weeks a ice cream truck has been making the rounds in my neighborhood. Today's tune was "Pop Goes The Weasel" a few days ago "Yankee Doodle", usually the tune will go in and out of my thoughts for many hours. When I was growing up on Long Island, we had Jerry the ice cream man. Jerry didn't have a truck, he had a bicycle. He didn't have repetitive music, but bells across his handlebars that he shook to call the kids to the street. All the neighborhood kids loved Jerry. He told funny jokes, and called you meatball, and other goofy names. Jerry showed us a $100.00 dollar bill, then hid it and then he made us guess who was on it .Somewhere at my parents house there is a bad black and white photo of me and the other kids standing in front of the ice cream cycle.
My cousin who lived a few towns away had the ice cream truck. There seemed to be a understanding among the kids there...the ice cream man is where you got illegal fireworks, and ......drugs.
I'm glad we had Jerry

posted by Caroline 5/17/2003 08:44:00 PM