The summers when I was a child and when my kids were children the sweetest sounds were the tunes announcing the arrival of the ice cream 🍦 man or woman. To be honest if I heard that music now I'd run 🏃♀️ for my money so fast it would make your head spin. So of course when I laid eyes on Glenda Armand's Ice Cream Man I knew I was in for a treat.
The man in question was Augustus Jackson who was born in Pennsylvania where fortunately for us all slavery was against the law in 1808. When he was only twelve he set off to Washington DC to become cook at the White House. He become an expert at making ice cream 🍦.
It really bothered Jackson that only rich people had access to ice cream. Returning to his home town, he opened an ice cream 🍦parlor and created an ice cream cart that would pave the way for the trucks we ❤️.
I especially like Keith Mallett's illustrations. His faces are something special, especially those of children anticipating or enjoying a sweet treat. And the pictures of the ice cream...
Let's say it's a mighty good thing I have a pint of sea salt caramel chilling in my freezer.
On a purrrsonal note, I want to tell you about a very special summer. You see most ice cream 🍦 trucks stuck with the more profitable routes, definitely not the trailer park. But that summer the guys who ran one truck spent their days selling and their evenings in the park giving ice cream 🍦 out for free because they remembered seeing other kids eating the ice cream 🍦 their parents couldn't afford. I think Jackson would really have approved.
A great big shout out goes out to the folks who run the Darlings ice cream truck, raising money for good causes while providing us 😋 😀 all with affordable goodies.
Jules Hathaway
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