Monday, October 11, 2010

Following the Ice Cream Truck

On my daily jaunt yesterday, I heard some light music ringing through the neighborhood. Since it was such a pretty day and everyone was out and about, I figured it must be a children party, but as I turned the corner there was the ice cream truck slowly gliding down the street playing sweep music.

One of the first signs of summer is the neighborhood travels of the ice cream truck. The bells and whistles and happy tunes can be heard blocks away, creating the anticipation of watching the vehicle decorated with sticks and signs of cartoon characters and all sorts of sweet temptations.
Although the prices are high and sanitary conditions questionable, the sight of the ice cream truck always brings a smile.

Like so many past remembrance, this is one that still enters my environment to create a childhood joy.

Perhaps I will never again read the Sunday comics on the living room floor, experience the first kiss, take off the training wheels, feel the pull of the sail, slide down the water on a fiberglass board, get a crew cut, fly a kite at the beach, run to the net, wrestle with a pup, sit by a pond watching the bobbing string, or stop and delight in a dripping ice cream cone on a hot summer day.

But the sound of that innocence will continue to lighten my spirits knowing another generation can enjoy the laughter and experience the wonder of the ice cream truck.

Keep sharing your magic.

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