Tag Archives: IceCream

I hear him but don’t see him.

Good Humor? You could hear him coming from afar. His repetitious jingle played over and over. He slowly made his way down our street on Simmons Avenue in East L A. It seemed forever before he made his way near our house. Once in sight I would run and wave him down. And I meanContinue reading “I hear him but don’t see him.”

The Okie summer nectar.

What’s in that bucket pops? Looking back over my Okie heritage, a summer had never passed without the turning-churning handle of the coveted ice cream maker. Possibly a wooden sided hand-cranked ‘White Mountain.’ And my Okie parents were in to this Heart and Soul. It was a big part of their Oklahoma heritage. A summerContinue reading “The Okie summer nectar.”