[Grams A]

In the olden days we had the “Manor Man”. He drove through the neighborhood three days a week and you could get regular delivery of milk, eggs, butter, orange juice and the most wonderful cinnamon rolls. If you weren’t home you filled out your order slip, put out your empty glass milk bottles and they would be replaced with full ones. Other items were left in a metal container on the front porch. Worked great.

[Think free or die]

"In the olden days we had the “Manor Man”."

I grew up in the days of milk deliveries. I still remember the insulated metal box sitting at the back door. Milk arrived in glass bottles, and it always seemed to taste better than milk from plastic bottles. The kids had a rivalry over which milk tasted the best. They really did taste different too, since the dairies didn't all have the same breeds of cows, and might have different pastures for their grazing. The simple pleasures of a Michigan childhood.

[trailhkr1]

In the olden days we had the “Manor Man”. He drove through the neighborhood three days a week and you could get regular delivery of milk, eggs, butter, orange juice and the most wonderful cinnamon rolls. If you weren’t home you filled out your order slip, put out your empty glass milk bottles and they would be replaced with full ones. Other items were left in a metal container on the front porch. Worked great.

Mommy, why do I look like the milk man and not daddy?

[mykroar]

Same here - does that mean I’m old?