It reminded me of my childhood, hanging out at my cousins house in the summer. We could hear the songs of the ice cream truck from blocks away and we would all crowd outside his house and wait for it to roll by. It was one of the great joys of childhood, to break up the hot day with a few minutes of cool, tasty enjoyment.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
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