The Dipsy Doodle

Ice Cream !

 You know those group things on social media labeled "if you grew up here.." with whatever hometown you are from?  I'm a part of mine...Fort Smith, AR.  Just for fun.  

 

So earlier tonight someone had posted about an ice cream truck that had existed in the 70s and part of the 80s back in the day.  I do believe that it was in existence in the late 60s but I wasn't around then.  Regardless, I do remember that ice cream truck.  

 

In fact, the lady that owned it lived on the next block from us.  She and her husband were members of our church.  They had three sons who were basically grown and in college when I was young.  But I do remember the Dipsy Doodle as it was called.  A small red food truck, with the tinkling music slowly driving around the neighborhood and stopping for all us kids as we bolted out of the house for treats.  

 

Remember that 3 cent gum?  Supper Bubble was it?  Ice Cream Sandwiches?  Orange Pops?  Creamsicles?  Fudge Pops and Drumsticks?  Yep...it was all there.  No hand dipped things on a cone but you get the point.  Great stuff.  Great memories....I miss an ice cream truck coming through my neighborhood.  Tinkling music and all. 

 

The lady that had the truck was a petite lady, short black hair and bright blue eyes with cat framed glasses.  She was also our local Tupperware lady.  Yes...I'm "dating " myself.  She was neat lady and had a very curious mind.  I remember her buying local peaches and sharing the said peaches that she would freeze and can for later use.  I remember snacking on slightly defrosted slightly still frozen sugared sliced peaches on a hot summer day.  In Tupperware of course!  And it was delightful!  

Her husband was an engineer of some sort, and apparently worked for a NASA station that was hidden here in the mountains of North Carolina in Rosman.  I remember seeing stacks of science type magazines in their house along with their black cat Boo, who mostly stayed on the couch taking a nap as most black cats do.  They were interesting people for sure and I have found memories of that ice cream truck.  The Dipsy Doodle.  I wish I had pictures of that thing...a little history and  perhaps sentimentality.  Those were good days for sure.  

Although our ice cream lady and her husband have long passed onto their next adventure, that one little comment from one stranger who also remembered the Dipsy Doodle on a social media group  brought back some fond memories from my childhood.  And that's a good thing.  I think we all could use a little bit of that these days don't ya think?  Until next time...elizinashe.  

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