A Nickel’s Worth of Ice Cream

One of the scariest experiences I had as a military brat involved the ice cream man, my bicycle, and a nickel. The seductive serenade of the ice cream man’s music blasted over a public address system mounted on his truck’s roof. One large speaker pointed forward with the music mystically announcing, “Here I come, get… Continue reading A Nickel’s Worth of Ice Cream

Mrs. Brown You’ve Got a Lovely Daughter

As a military brat, the end of the school year always meant Little League Baseball. As an eleven years old boy in May of 1965, three things occupied me life. They were Boy Scouts, baseball, and a little garage band I had just joined. Spring and the start of the baseball season never failed to… Continue reading Mrs. Brown You’ve Got a Lovely Daughter