A long time ago, when milk was delivered to the door by a milkman, people would sometimes leave notes. The following are some of those notes received by milkmen and preserved for our entertainment today.
* "Dear Milkman, I've just had a baby, please leave another one."
* "Please leave an extra pint of paralyzed milk."
* "Please don't leave any more milk. All they do is drink it"
* "Milkman please close the gate behind you because the birds keep pecking the tops off the milk."
* "Sorry not to have paid your bill before, but my wife had a baby and I've been carrying it around in my pocket for weeks."
* "Sorry about yesterday's note. I didn't mean one egg and a dozen pints, but the other way round."
* "When you leave my milk knock on my bedroom window and wake me because I want you to give me a hand to turn the mattress."
* My daughter says she wants a milkshake. Do you do it before you deliver or do I have to shake the bottle."
* "Please send me a form for cheap milk, for I have a baby two months old and did not know about it until a neighbor told me."
* "Milk is needed for the baby. Father is unable to supply it."
* "From now on please leave two pints every other day and one pint on the days in between, except Wednesdays and Saturdays when I don't want any milk."
* My back door is open. Please put milk in fridge, get money out of cup in drawer and leave change on kitchen table, because we want to play bingo tonight."
* "Please leave no milk today. When I say today, I mean tomorrow, for I wrote this note yesterday or is it today?"
* "When you come with the milk please put the coal on the boiler, let dog out and put newspaper inside the screen door. PS. Don't leave any milk."
* "No milk. Please do not leave milk at No. 14 either as he is dead until further notice.
(This was posted in memory of our former milkman and friend, Al Charles, who also served with us in Awana for 30 years.)
1 comment:
Dearest Barry,
I am now 65, my husband being 68. We both had milk delivered to our respective homes when we were kids. I distinctly remember the milk boxes on the back steps for the milkman to deliver that, maybe some eggs and some cheese.
That was so long ago, that even if I were to check with my friends who lived near me, I don't think they remember the name of the dairy that provided this. My husband cannot recall who came to his house either. We both grew up in the same town, only on opposite sides.
We are both from the Jersey Shore and are very familiar with your area. We used to go to the Poconos and Lake Wallenpaupack quite often.
We no longer live in New Jersey, sadly driven out by the taxes. It will still be our home state.
If no one else write to you here or on your hymn pages, I will try to do so. Thank you for your encouraging words and the time you take to cheer up other Christians.
Please do not quit listing all this, unless you can no longer do so, at which time I will miss all your posts.
Yours in Christ Our Redeemer,
Marlene R.
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