tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806671613875975371.post6620244574059955751..comments2024-03-27T05:18:44.187-04:00Comments on pORTcITYdAILYpHOTO: "Natural Goodness"Birdmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16634185585147630883noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806671613875975371.post-3646654408722670372009-05-05T23:22:00.000-04:002009-05-05T23:22:00.000-04:00Do they still deliver to your doorstep?Do they still deliver to your doorstep?Hildahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03572824685124656116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806671613875975371.post-23104442289502640202009-05-05T11:10:00.000-04:002009-05-05T11:10:00.000-04:00I remember in grade school for snacks we would get...I remember in grade school for snacks we would get 4 Ritz crackers and milk. The milk had round paper tabs that you would peel off to drink your milk. On each tab there was a picture of a president and it was fun to collect the tabs and see how many different ones you could find or trade. What a neat time it was!LBJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806671613875975371.post-60627607063925575452009-05-05T10:51:00.000-04:002009-05-05T10:51:00.000-04:00I remember stealing ice chips out of the Hood Milk...I remember stealing ice chips out of the Hood Milk trucks that delivered in my Boston neighborhood.<br /><br />My wife's father delivered milk for various dairies in the Boston area in his lifetime and started out with a horse and wagon to deliver his milk; which was a SEVEN DAYS a week job. Imagine having to work 7 days a week we would all be up in arms and suing somebody; but during the depression any work was wanted. I hope it doesn't come to that again.Clueless in Bostonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00246601221880879890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806671613875975371.post-77598760545033073642009-05-05T06:13:00.000-04:002009-05-05T06:13:00.000-04:00The only thing I remembered about these old trucks...The only thing I remembered about these old trucks that delivered the milk was that their brakes squeeked and you always knew when the milk trucks were close at hand.Marchin O'Neachtainnoreply@blogger.com