Sitting on Straws
I used to love to go for rides in my Dad’s Jeep. He was a milkman for Serviceman’s Dairy. Sometimes in the summer he would take me to the factory gate to sell milk and ice cream squares to the lunch crowd. He would have a huge cooler filled with ice and the food products in the back of the Jeep. Sometimes a worker would give me a penny or two and that was a big deal for me! One hot summer day delivering milk with my Dad, I spent the Jeep ride sitting on all the straws. That day, the workers had to drink straight from the little glass bottles, and I didn’t get any pennies.
- Gramma