I will always regret the fact that I have no pictures of my Grandpa Burns. They were distroyed in a fire. But, I have memories of this wonderful man. I remember the stories he told about his life and how he and Grandma raised my father and my Uncle Tom. See, my Grandfather was a "milk man." For many years he delivered milk in a horse drawn wagon. Deliveries were made daily and everyone in the neighborhood knew my Grandpa. He would bring the milk in quart size glass bottles with a cardboard ring on top. The ring had a number on it so he would know how many bottles to leave that day. He would leave the milk by the back door of each house and pick up the empty, clean bottles. He told me that no one ever took milk that did not belong to them. After work he would take Mike and Joe (the horses) in to brush and feed them, then turn them out to graze. Grandpa was so proud when the company bought trucks and tought him to drive. But, he said that he always missed Mike and Joe. When I found this picture of an old milk wagon, I just had to have it for Grandpa.
A very nice tribute indeed! and yes... you had to get it, it strengthens the memories ....
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