He’s made the prayer list on more than one occasion….he’s the “ice cream truck man” and he doesn’t come around near enough for my crew. But when he does, his music can be heard from miles; squeals of delight come from every corner; and the promise of, “If you buy me an ice cream, I’ll do this…” is heard from neighborhood kids. With sticky hands and bellies, it ain’t summer til the ice cream truck man makes his rounds….
