"Stop, stop!!!” my two-year-old shouts, While running after the big blue ice-cream truck. Bare foot, cash strapped, and out of breath, He catches him in time to get his usual: A bag of hot fries, pop rocks, and a two-ball ***** ball!
Now, times have changed. My two-year-old, Ali, is now a 5’ 9”, 15-year-old, Who’s sold his soul to sports and video games. Even the big blue ice cream truck has changed, And is now a bright yellow color. The ice cream man has grown older, Yet, he still asks for Ali with the same great big smile!