Growing up, I seemed to have a keen ear for the ice cream truck. Every week in the summer, it would make its way through our neighborhood, and I could typically hear it from several blocks away. With ...
Back when the ice cream man taking his daily drive around my neighborhood was the highlight of my summer, Bomb Pops were so worth the dollar I had to borrow from my parents. Not only did they turn my ...
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