SixWordSaturdayBeckyB’s PastSquares ~~~ You could hear the kids yelling up and down the block as those familiar.. and oh so repetitive…melodies grew louder and louder. Summer days and early evenings interrupted by the sounds of the approaching Ice cream man! Ice cream man!. Always shouted in double time…and always “man” because…well it was always a … Continue reading Ice cream man! Ice cream man!