Tuesday, June 4, 2013

My Father

When I was a teenager, my friends that lived next door, Frankie and Johnny and I rented an ice cream truck to try to make some money. We ate a lot , for me in particular, strawberry shortcake ice cream bars which is a head scratcher for me as I don't really like strawberries. 
We sold to little kids in South Colonie away from anywhere anyone we knew would see us. 
One weekend, we all 3 had plans, so my Father and Frankies and Johnnies Father took over. I know that my Father had a great time. They both talked about the ice cream truck for years. 
Smokin'!

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