Do you remember the milk man?

[powellrj]

Yep... We had guys from Meadow Gold and Riggin dairies that used to deliver the bottles to the small tin boxes outside my grandparents house. My parents used the small kiosk drive-thru dairy store, the "Miller's Milk House", to buy the 1/2 gallon glass bottles of milk.

I didn't realize Miller Milk House was in other areas. We use to go to Millers Milk House all the time. You would pull up to the door and a man would come out and take your order and bring it to you. We also had Millers Cafeterias. I loved those when I was a kid. My grandparents would take us there when we would visit because my parents really weren't cafeteria people.

 

[LindaG4458]

I remember the milk man, the Bond bakery man, the Cushman bakery man, and the dry cleaner coming to pickup and deliver the cleaning.

My mom also had a wringer washer. She would set it up in the middle of the kitchen every week and hook it up to the kitchen sink. One had to be careful when using the washer. An aunt of mine had an unfortunate accident with the wringer! Ouch!

I will be 60 next month.

 

[suzimar57]

i remember the sound of the milk bottles being replaced in the hallway by the milkman early morning

the smell of the fresh italian bread being left against the bannister in the hallway by the bread man

the sound of both the morning and afternoon newspapers being plunked into the vestibule by the paper boy

the weird clanging sound of the knives letting us know the scissor man was on our street (he'd also sharpen knives)

the sound of the fruit & vegetable man with his open back truck yelling out for "fresh tomatoes! fresh peaches!"

the sound of the bells on the Good Humor ice cream truck - and my favorite ice cream of all time: coconut on a stick!!

yep - showing my age here (young 50!)

 

[wardfamily1]

We never got milk from the milk man but I remember my friend always got it at their house. This was in the mid 1980's that company still delivers in that area today.

Our house still has the milk shute, the vinyl siding covers it on the outside but you can still see it (in a cupboard) on the inside. DH is going to re-do our cupboards, I asked him to leave the milk shute alone, I think it adds character and history to the house.

There's a company that just moved into Royal Oak MI and they have home delivery for dairy products now.
https://www.oberweisdairy.com/web/homedelivery.asp

The proud Oberweis Dairy tradition continues in all of our retail ice cream and dairy store locations throughout Chicagoland and St. Louis as well as locations in Indiana, Wisconsin and Michigan. We still feature the fountain treats Joe Oberweis created nearly a half century ago.​

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I've tried their ice-cream and it is YUMMY!!!

 

[MossMan]

my daughter looks just like him

Sorry about that.

 

[starrzone]

We still have a milkman! He followed us across town when we moved; not surprisingly, since my mother bought 8 litres of milk 2 times a week from him (my family of 5 are HUGE milk drinkers).

 

[mum4jenn]

Yep...Golden Glow Dairy. Sometimes we would also get orange juice and Krisy Kreme Doughnuts. Don't remember if we got other stuff or not. Once the dairy closed we had to buy it at the store.

 

[dec5girl]

I get regular weekly deliveries from the milk man. It's the best!

 

[dejr_8]

I get regular weekly deliveries from the milk man. It's the best!

What kind of "delivery"?

 

[legalsea]

Yes I remember! Early 1960s here in Fort Worth, Texas. We (my sisters and I) would await him each Wednesday to see if mother ordered a pint of chocolate milk. What a day that was when we spyed the chocolate nestled in the metal basket!

 

[tngramma]

I grew-up calling a refrigerator the ice box and I also remember the Charlies Chip Man - those big tin barrels.

Oh my cousin would get those chips delivered to her house. The big can sat on top of the refrigerator. I thought we were so poor because we had to buy our chips at the store.

Yes I remember! Early 1960s here in Fort Worth, Texas. We (my sisters and I) would await him each Wednesday to see if mother ordered a pint of chocolate milk. What a day that was when we spyed the chocolate nestled in the metal basket!

I remember the chocolate milk too. When I would see one of my parents putting a note in one of the empty milk bottles they were putting on the front porch I got so excited. But sometimes it was only because DF wanted buttermilk. Now buttermilk does not compare to chocolate milk.

 

[BernardandMissBianca]

I have a milkman and he even drives a vintage truck. No glass bottles though, except for eggnog. That comes in Glass that has the year stamped on it.

 

[Planogirl]

I remember when I stayed with my grandmother in Amsterdam part of one summer. She lived on one floor of those old narrow houses and the bottom floor was occupied by a dairyman.

I used to listen to the crashing of glass milk bottles early every morning as he loaded his cart for deliveries. That is the ONLY experience I've ever had with milk delivery.

 

[Amlee]

I'm almost 33.
I remember:
The peddler (my grandparents owned the local general store and he was always coming in to sell something),
The knife man (my grandfather and great grandfather were barbers and he would come in to sharpen their blades),
and party lines( now those were a HOOT!).

I don't remember the milk man, but I don't think we had one in our area. As most just went out to their own barns and milked their own cow.

 

[tngramma]

I'm almost 33.
I remember:
The peddler (my grandparents owned the local general store and he was always coming in to sell something),
The knife man (my grandfather and great grandfather were barbers and he would come in to sharpen their blades),
and party lines( now those were a HOOT!).

I don't remember the milk man, but I don't think we had one in our area. As most just went out to their own barns and milked their own cow.

The party line! Wow the news one could learn form those things.

 

[gutterpunk]

My mom sure remembers the milkman!

Ugh, horrible joke. I don't look like anyone in my family, at all. So of course, I'm the milkman's baby.

 

[SunKat]

I remember the milkman from when I was seven or eight years old. We had a metal insulated box on our back patio. Most mornings, I woke up to the sound of the milkman walking past my bedroom with the milk bottles clanging together. I remember my grandparents getting their deliveries too. They ordered the milk that had cream sitting on top. I used to think that was so disgusting. One time when we went on vacation, my mom forgot to stop the delivery for that week. We came home to rancid bottles of milk outside. Ewwww! You could also order eggs from the milkman, and at Christmas, eggnog. Ahhh, memories.....

 

[Michelle67]

and party lines( now those were a HOOT!).

Ah yes. We had a party line when I was in high school. This was the early 80s...our town was just way behind the times! I HATED it, and thought I was absolutely cursed, because my father was never one to let us talk for long on the phone in the first place, but we practically couldn't talk to our friends at all because someone else on the line might have more important business. Oooooh I thought I was so deprived. I make sure to drag this story out when my teenage daughter whines because we won't let her come take our cordless phone when she has talked for four hours straight and killed the battery in her own. I also make sure to point out that cordless phones didn't exist, and that we had to actually talk on the ONLY phone in the house, which was in the kitchen, where everyone could hear every word. Oh the HORROR! Haha.

 

[jimmalru80]

I remember him quite well. He was just there when we were kids, then just went away. When we moved to South Jersey in 1983, we were solicited by a local dairy and began the service again. Had him for about 5 years and then he was gone.

 

[stm61]

we always had the milkman, he brought about any type of dairy item you wanted, except ice-cream. The dairy's went out of business in the early '70's due to an invasion of city folks moving into sub-divisions. The property taxes went thru the roof, developers squeezed out the farms, and the new people mostly refused delivery service. We didn't have the produce man since most families grew their own and kept chickens as well. We had relatives who lived in the city. They didn't have a milkman, they had a milk=machine down the street. It was just like a soda machine, you put in your money and got a quart or pint of milk. I don't remember if they had anything else in it besides milk, but we used to save up quarters when we knew we'd be visiting so we could buy milk from the machine.