We all scream for ice-cream
Last Saturday, we came upon the ice-cream truck; it had broken down at the park entrance. The driver went under it to try and find the trouble. As you can see from the hole in the back, the truck is kind of old and beat up.
Of course the tow truck had to be called, which had to measure the ice-cream truck to see if it would fit under bridges.
A boy came by riding his bike, and you can see how horrified he was to find the truck broken down...then again, his look of shock just MAY have been when he spotted me with my camera! Did your neighborhood have an ice-cream truck growing up? Did you listen for the bell? How often did it come? I loved it so much that one night we were making homemade ice-cream and turning the crank when I heard the bell. I begged for change and ran outside as fast as I could...Yes, I screamed for ice-cream.
“Age does not diminish the extreme disappointment of having a scoop of ice-cream fall from the cone.” ~Jim Fiebig
“When you've stuffed yourself, you refuse dessert; when you’re starved, you could eat a horse.”