Saturday, May 26
Roger and Reggie lead the way to the neighborhood mailboxes. We enjoy this late afternoon routine.
We stop here and there for a quick hello with those who live along the way.
I exchange a few words with other residents walking their dogs or opening their mailbox. If someone is in their yard, I’m sure to receive a smile and a wave.
Suddenly . . .
I hear something that I haven’t heard for many, many years.
Oh my gosh, that’s the jingle of an ice cream truck!
I don’t recognize the simple tune. It’s a cheerful melody that will play over and over in my head, I’m sure.
I think it’s coming this way . . .
Two boys and a girl come running down the street toward us. I hardly ever see kids in this neighborhood.
Obviously the power of an ice cream truck jingle to attract kids hasn’t been lost across the years. It still causes the most sedentary of children to burst out the door at full gallop, money in fist, squealing “Over here! Over here!”
After the kids leave with their treats, I ask the vendor if I may take pictures.
I bet my blog readers will get a kick out of this. Maybe it will spark the entrepreneurial spirit in someone. . . .
I like that aerodynamic windshield and those snazzy wheels!
Away he goes, up and down the streets and around the neighborhood. When the jingle halts momentarily I know someone is buying an ice cream.
I insert the key in our mailbox, open the door, and find one piece of snail mail. I realize it’s also been a long, long time since I’ve had a mail box.
Oh, my first utility bill for the house! Hmm . . . from the water company.
Turning over the post card, I read: $16.23.
For one month’s supply of water. Not bad!
Of course, I haven’t had the washer long and I didn’t use the dishwasher at all and I’m only watering the grape vine . . . .
We stroll back to the house.
It’s been a lovely day.
Gee, I didn’t even think about locking the door. . . An ice cream truck . . . Walking to the mailbox . . . smiling neighbors . . . .
“You know what, boys? We’re living in Mayberry, USA!”
I’m publishing this post on Sunday, May 27. Tomorrow is Memorial Day.
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