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The “ice cream man” (it might be a woman, but my childhood self always remembers the “ice cream man” when I hear the music) always skips my street, it seems, though we hear him in other areas of the neighborhood. I remember once when I was about 4 years old, my grandfather and I chased him down in the car, several blocks away, so I could get an éclair bar. The ice cram man experience was such a fun part of our childhood. ❤️
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Ah, yes, a chocolate eclair bar from the ice cream man was a treat for me growing up, too, Rachel!
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It brings back fond memories of when my boys ran out to the ice cream truck for their areas!
Thank you Mr. Mark!
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Those were the days, Nance!
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So hard to decide which flavor.
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I think we are always ready for ice cream!
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Tis the season for ice cream, yes, Beth!
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