fdelano Posted April 27, 2012 Share Posted April 27, 2012 Two hefty black men ran an ice delivery service back in the days when the poorest white person was seen to be superior to the most successful black person. Even poor white folks could afford to hire a black woman to wash, dry and fold their laundry. In the mill village, we didn't know we were poor, because everyone around was the same. We would chase the ice wagon to grab scraps to chew as if they were ice cream. The black men used large scissors-like grippers to carry blocks of ice, chipped to fit ice boxes. They would always bow and thank their loyal customers who dismissed them without even a thank you. When I think of those guys, who were always friendly with the kids who chased their mule hauled wagon, I hope they made good money. Another black man came by each week with fresh vegetables at less than store prices. He kept his wares watered down for freshness. They were welcome and he made a good living until the local grocery stores had them outlawed. The saddest of all was a black man with no legs who had built a platform with skate wheels, pulled by a goat, so he could sell whatever abandoned small items he could find. The goat would butt the hell out of you if you got close enough, no matter your color. Black people, whom we politely called "colored" let poor whites feel like slave owners. In a way, they were, during those days of "Jim Crow." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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