What I'm nostolgic for; Senn's Dairy drive thru- fudgecicles, pop shoppe pop, drive-in movie play yards. These poor boys, they don't know the excitement of entering the drive thru- milk products, cow cut-out's, the promise of the frozen fudgieness. Also is lost the mystery of those tiny jewel-toned bottles of pop shoppe. And the comfort of viewing a movie from the theater swing set in their pajamas. So sad to me. Now, though, they hold the beautiful notion that Santa is working a summer job, here in town- in fact, driving down our street- selling ice cream from a green minivan. He wears his beard a little whispy, same smiling eyes, uh-hem- red turban, free candy. They have a jar of change- for ice cream sandwiches and visits from Santa. So lovely.
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There are still drive in theaters in Nashville area...we haven't gone though...too hot and too many skeeters! Sigh.
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