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Originally Posted by GH85Carrera
I remember sitting in my grandparents kitchen eating breakfast, and in walked the milk man through the unlocked back door. He opened the fridge, and put in the milk grandma had ordered on his last visit, and he picked up the empties glass milk bottles.
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I used to do that in the late '70s, early '80s, but with cartons instead of glass. The first few times it was hard to just walk in without knocking, but you got used to it. Sometimes you got an unexpected surprise, as someone might just be starting their day. Some surprises were very memorable!
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Les