But...but...he's the Ice Cream Man! He doesn't need a background check!
In our neighborhood we have an older man who brings out his colorful scissors grinder, and pushes it around the neighborhood when it's nice out. It's got that happiest, tinkliest little sound, and it's very festive looking, and it just charms the heck out of me.
Posted by Melanie Lynne Hauser at March 31, 2006 09:39 AMThe ice cream man, that's hilarious!
Glad to hear the book is doing so well. I haven't gotten my copy yet, I'll have to wait for the reprint.
Kitty
Beautiful post, Toni! And welcome to the St. Martin's family!
Posted by Natalie R. Collins at April 2, 2006 12:11 AMI don't know who checks out the ice cream man, but someone should.
Before we moved out in the country there was an ice cream truck that visited the small town we lived in. When my son was about 3 we thought it would be fun to get him something from the truck...
EEEEWWWWW the scabby looking guy driving it grunted at us with a cig hanging from his mouth. I swear the ash on that thing had to be glued on - it was so long. Never again in that town. ICK!
(BTW - my husband smokes, so it's not the smoking that grossed me out - but doing it while handing out ice cream to children?)
Posted by Joyce Brandon at April 2, 2006 04:13 PM