A Melodious Fabric of Society

Jen and I were outside a few days ago when we were suddenly taken back to yesteryear by a melody we heard from a few blocks away. We were so shocked at what our ears were telling us that we looked at each other to make sure we on our own were not going crazy.

The sweet, melodious music we heard was from none other than The Ice Cream Man. You got it…the ol’ white truck with pictures and prices of his goods on the outside and quality frozen treats on the inside. It was almost 80 over the weekend in Portland, so The Ice Cream Man was making his rounds and blaring the unmistakable tunes. I can taste a Rocket Pop right now.

While this is the first Ice Cream Man sighting this year, this is not the first time we have seen and heard The Ice Cream Man in Portland. However, every time we see and hear him, Jen states that this is another one of the great aspects of Portland that helps us realize we live in a pretty cool city. Additionally, it is unfortunate that what was once an integral part of life, our childhood, and the American summer is now a shocking occurrence.

The Ice Cream man is a pretty neat guy peddling top-notch product.

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