tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870934208492530791.post3022387035271820814..comments2024-03-28T15:03:02.963-04:00Comments on love, laurie: the turkey hill experience - part 1Lauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07293436325847714414noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870934208492530791.post-73713607248460809942017-01-31T19:26:33.810-05:002017-01-31T19:26:33.810-05:00It looks like a fun day. My Uncle Lyn was a milkm...It looks like a fun day. My Uncle Lyn was a milkman for a while many years ago, and I can remember having milk delivered every morning in a little box that sat out on the back porch. On days when it was really cold, the milk would freeze a bit and pop the lid right off the top of the glass bottle.Mom H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02775496517475054615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870934208492530791.post-24563850980564155172017-01-30T11:42:20.671-05:002017-01-30T11:42:20.671-05:00That sure looked like a lot of fun. You can add t...That sure looked like a lot of fun. You can add to your resume, driving milk trucks. That is a very good picture of you sitting and eating ice cream.ma pa camlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14707865426064463259noreply@blogger.com