DELIVERY TRUCKS OF YORE
Ye auld milk delivery van This isn’t the actual milk delivery truck and milkman that came to our house in the 1940s & ‘50s, but it closely resembles what I remember the truck looking like. And I remember the bottles of milk the milkman set on the porch or handed to my Mom with the cream floating on the top. I also remember our milkman/men as smiling, jolly fellows. There’s a funny story about that. When I was a toddler, toddling around I always held onto or at least touched something as I walked around. My folks knew I could walk without holding onto things and had been trying to get me to let go and just walk to them freely, but I wouldn’t do it. Then one day I was standing in the dining room holding onto the table when the milkman came. Mom opened the door and took the milk from him. He saw me standing there and with a big smile and a “Hello sweetheart”, crouched down, opened his ar...