When I was a kid everyone seemed to have a metal box next to their front door (even in NYC)–empty milk bottles were placed there and, Voila!, the next morning, fresh milk appeared, thanks to neighborhood deliveries made long before most people awoke.
Friends just passed along this article from the Glens Falls Post-Star about Jeff and Jan King who have revived a family tradition of delivering milk to their community.
Here’s a scene they might encounter during their first winter…this was New Hampshire last winter:
By the way, I also remember seltzer in large glass bottles with metal “spritzer” units on top (think circus clown props) being delivered in 6-bottle crates to us once or twice a week. My dad liked his fizzy water.
There was a knife sharpener, who arrived in our neighborhood with his horse-drawn wagon and honing stone every few months (I’m not kidding, middle of NYC post-World War II, not pre-Columbian).
What would you like to see come back to your neighborhood, something you remember from childhood? A service? A product?
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