Friday, August 5, 2016

The Milkman

Memories & Nostalgia

When I lived on Avenue du Parc (in Montreal) in the 1960s, I remember the milkman delivering Borden’s milk to our doorstep (Remember Elsie the cow). If we were good, our mother would surprise us with chocolate milk. I can still recall the delivery truck and the sound of the milkman carrying the glass bottles in his metal contraption early in the morning, around 6. I also remember the cream rising to the top. Milk never tasted so good, it seems to me. Anyone else have similar memories?

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