by Jerry Kasperek
Who remembers getting their milk delivered right to the door? Who remembers the little milk box in the kitchen wall?
It had two doors; one opened into the kitchen, the other one opened to outside.
It was a neat concept: You put your empties on the shelf in between the doors and the milkman collected them when he put new bottles of milk on the handy shelf.
Then, and all you had to do was open the milk box door in the house to retrieve your fresh supply! (If you didn’t have a milk box in the house you probably had a free-standing one on the porch or stoop.)
Who remembers how the cream in the bottle of milk rose to the top? It could be mixed right in, or poured off and used for coffee or cooking, or drunk straight out of the glass bottle.