We have the ice cream truck (van, really) that comes around frequently in the summer months. I think there may be two of them; they play different music, either "Turkey in the Straw" or "The Entertainer". Very loudly.
When I was a kid, we lived out in the country at the intersection of two dead-end, dirt roads. One of the ice cream vendors came around there on a bicycle!
We also used to have home milk delivery, dry cleaning, the Jewel Tea truck and the Fuller Brush man. Just think of all the miles driven on some of those routes...


What sane person could live in this world and not be crazy? -Ursula K. Le Guin, author (1929- )