Thursday brought something new to the retirement community.
The Ice Cream Wagon came trolling by. I wrote trolling, but actually the driver wheeled in the driveway and stayed just about as long as a "drive-by" shooter stays at a crime scene!
He must have been unaware that even if our residents could have heard the tinkling music or
made the connection between the music and the impending arrival of the Ice Cream Man, they could never have chased after him.
If he comes by again, the video I may make just might become the next Internet sensation. We'll be ready for him next time. Residents with their canes and walkers, money in hand, will be waiting eagerly behind the shrubbery. Men and women on their electric chairs will be poised and ready, with their fists on the controls and purses in their baskets.
Folks will all "peel out" and start rolling through the parking lot, before his wagon hits the corner. I can see them now, surrounding the surprised driver with their demands for the goodies.Then they will grab the cool stuff and speed back inside to eat the frozen treats in their air-conditioned apartments.
Ain't summertime great?
Dear God we are so thankful for the fun times. We will continue to follow you and ask your guidance in the not so fun times. Life isn't always an ice cream sandwich, but your steadfast love endures forever.
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