As I was strolling Taylor on our walk home from Target, I noticed the old familiar music of the Ice Cream truck getting closer. At that moment I experienced a flashback of my adolescent days. One time, my friend Jen and I were curious what it was like to drive an ice cream truck. The ice cream man, "Big Ben" reluctantly allowed us to give it a whirl and just to change things up a bit, we temporarily switched the baby mobile-like melody into some hip-hop song on the radio. It was a short lived drive, but a hilarious one!! In this pic: Me when I was about 15 years old.
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I miss 15 for memories just such as this... but who am I kidding? I was still doing that kind of stuff at 20.
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