Friday, April 27, 2007

Frosty Treats

On the edge of the street basketball tournament I photographed recently, a superhero peddles sugar bombs to children. Most St. Louisan's idea of a frosty treat comes from a large plant a couple of miles to the south of this location.

Look at the clown's advice in the enlarged picture. Why does Safety Clown want the kiddies to walk around the rear of the truck to cross the street? Wouldn't that make it easier for the driver to back over the tykes where s/he can't see them? Besides, if you were eight years old, would you obey a clown?

So many questions. Inquiring minds want to know.

Come una via in Italia. Quasi.


Ming the Merciless said...

Interesting capture. I see the ice-cream truck outside my window all the time. When the annoying music comes on, all the kids in the neighborhood run out to buy ice-cream.

But really, does the sign ask the kids to cross the street from the rear?

PS> National Enquirer is trashier than trash.

Anonymous said...

Well, I agree with ming...that the National Enquirer leaves a lot to be desired.

Ice cream trucks usually make a fortune selling tiny amounts of ice cream to people who can least afford it -- children. They are a loud nusiance here where I live and the drivers, here where I live, drive up and down streets filled with homes full of retired people.

Bob Crowe said...

Ming - all I can say is that the sign in the enlarged image points to the rear. Maybe it's some kind of OSHA rule for ice cream truck drivers.

When I was a kid in good old Sunnyside, we waited anxiously for the Good Humor man. That was a local brand of ice cream. The vendors came around the neighborhood on pedal powered carts. It had an insulated box on the front filled with dry ice and treats. It announced its presence with tinkly little metal bells, nothing electronic. Are they still around?

By the way, the Reference to the National Enquirer was just one of my odd jokes.