10/05/2024
I was kicked back on the procrastinator today and I heard the strange sound of the ice-cream truck. I searched frantically through the house to find out which device had an alarm going off. SweetyByrd is away at bible college today so I just figured her or a grand set an alarm on something digital. I was unable to locate it but the alarm or sound kept getting stronger. All summer long I didn't hear or see an ice-cream truck on my street and the day when it is only going only to be a cool 91, in the myst of Fall I spot a ice cream truck going right down the big middle of a street that has no ice-cream truck chasers (kids). You know, the wild child dripping with greasy kid stuff, sweat and grit sprinting barefooted across the hottest concrete in the U. S. GenXer's and the ones before us. Yeah it took me back to the day when the only time you could run out into the street without looking for cars was at that moment the ice-cream truck rolled to a halt. The line would be so long (Like three people) that you had to dance on the hot concrete to keep your bare-feet from sticking to it, or because you had to use the restroom or both, but that truck was not getting away without a sale.
Anyway, today, the truck made it to the end of my street and there were no responses. Then it did something our rolling sales representative never did. It turned around and came back through. Suddenly I spotted kids fly across yards and I realized, I am not the youngest person on my block. BTW the kids weren't sunburned and dirty, but they were barefoot. My guess is, after they took the time to pause the video game, grab their method of payment, they still did not have enough time to get their Croocs on before flying through the door.
One last thing, I could still hear my mom screaming YOU BETTER NOT LET THAT DOOR SLAM!!!!
