Tinker Posted April 2 Share Posted April 2 The ice Man Cometh As A kid I always loved going to my grandmothers house. She was my father’s mother, (but we all called her Mom.) and his three grown brothers still lived there. The house vibrated with energy. Today. I’d call it testosterone. I spent a lot of time in her kitchen. Tea parties and helping Mom and Mama prepare meals for the pack. Against the back wall was a rectangular white box with two latched doors and every Thursday the ice man would come. He wore a brown leather apron with his sleeves rolled up, he carried huge prongs that gripped a big block of ice that he then put into the top of the box. In summer, Mom would chip off some shards for me to suck on. I was about ten when, the brothers, including my dad, pooled their money and bought her an electric refrigerator! It was a big deal. A surprise, almost a holiday. But I think I preferred the old white icebox and the shards of ice Mom would gift me. ~~ Judi Van Gorder Prompt - breaking the ice Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted April 2 Share Posted April 2 Fantastic and increasingly rare memory. Wonderful;-) Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted April 2 Author Share Posted April 2 Haha, yes Juris, I'm old. ~~Judi Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted April 3 Share Posted April 3 Yes Judi, even I have only heard of ice (and coal) deliveries. "Back in the day ... " Tony 1 Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted April 3 Author Share Posted April 3 Ha Tony, I was there on several delivery days, I think it was my grandmother's babysitting day. I remember being in awe of the delivery man's huge muscled arms. My memory may be playing tricks but, I really think his name was Tony. She also had milk delivery. My mother had milk delivery too. But she always had a refrigerator and a ringer washing machine, I got to crank it. We didn't have TV until I was 12 and we were the 2nd on the block to get it. So many advancements in my lifetime. We think history is in another world but my mother was born before women had the vote. And I voted for Nixon. Oh my! ~~Judi Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted April 4 Author Share Posted April 4 Looking through old photos ran across this one of me from 1964 taken right after Bob and I bought our home. Note the one and only TV in my home, purchased brand new. And the rifle in plain sight in my living room. How things have changed. Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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