Better still, I remember when the horse would follow the milkman so that he did not have to get back into his cart, but just grab bottles, bring them to the door, pick up the empties and so on, and so on!
Sal Bianco Jr However, I lived on the fifth floor and he would carry a case full of bottles of milk going up and empties going down. He would pass the iceman who had cubes on ice on his shoulders, eating a piece of bread given to him by the bread man who was delivering the best ever ITALIAN BREAD. All had to pass by drunks that slept on the hallway steps overnight, and most of them became my friends.
Sal Bianco Jr It’s all true and I loved every minute of it, cause me and my sisters and brother would pass by them as we went to church every morning to receive HOLY COMMUNION!