This is our ice cream man. He's garnered the territory here in Milton. Since school's been out, he's stepped-up his game and comes around twice a day. We're a guaranteed sale at least once a day; usually in the morning. On the second go-round, he drives by our corner slowly, in the hopes of making a few more bucks off my kids.
He's a nice guy. Retired I think, but still living in his biker days. You can't see it, but he's got a ZZ Top-esque beard. Some days when he stops, his pack of cigarettes falls out of the truck. One time, Mazie was kind enough to pick them up and hand them back to him.
We'll miss him when he retires from peddling ice cream.
2 comments:
That's pretty cool. Somehow less creepy than if he were clean cut in a white shirt.
We see him quite often over here on the north side of Milton. He knows our house too. He even tells the kids when their not getting a good deal. Once Alexa wanted something and he said "Oh, don't get that...Mom can get that at the dollar store much cheaper". He is a nice guy.
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