Dairy Dan the Ice Cream Man

Here comes Dairy Dan, the Ice Cream Man!

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On hot summer days growing up in Nevada Mo we ran the neighborhood bare foot from morning to night time. One thing that would stop us in our tracks was the sound of Dairy Dan's bell.

As soon as you heard his bell ringing we knew exactly where he was and when he would be on our street, the bell got louder, and there was a  mad rush home to Mom to get a nickel or a dime for a creamy treat! Mom ALWAYS kept change for us and we always got her a grape Popsicle (her favorite)!  You then had to run to the curb and wait anxiously before he zipped past on his way to the next street. (of course if we missed him we just ran through the neighbors yards to the next street to catch him) 

Mr Whippy van of the 70's

His ice cream bars were the creamiest and most delicious! I always got the orange sherbet pushup. Dairy Dan's truck was actually a little mini type scooter with a covered cab and ice cream freezers on the back. On hot summer days the treats that Dairy Dan brought were a delight to all the kids in the neighborhood and adults too!