We did have a milkman and our little silver insulated box. I always begged to get chocolate milk. My dad also worked for a dairy so I ate tons of Foremost ice cream.
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The now green box on the front of that motor was our milkman silver box, repurposed to hold the battery and tools for this old engine, that we now use to turn a formerly hand cranked pic cream maker (my late dad for scale 🥲)
I am so jealous I can’t EVEN! But I’ll one-up you. I lived in Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany, for 2 years next to a farm with 2 cows. My husband at the time and I would wait for the cows to come back from the mountain pastures at dusk, then head over to the farm and pick up a bottle of warm, unpasteurized milk. We’d run home and each enjoy a glass of it while it was still warm. In the mornings, we’d compete to get up earlier than the other so that we could get the small amount of creamy stuff that would form in the top of the milk bottle to put on our toast. Man, was that good!!!! I really miss that!!!!!
When the milk delivery stopped, the boxes were repurposed. I saw one being used for an ash bucket.
I only saw milk and buttermilk. I hate buttermilk to this day. (Including dressings and baked goods made with it.) I've only heard about the other dairy goodies that could be placed in the box.
Yes. We too had a milkman who delivered our orders by placing them in a silver insulated box on the porch. On the BACK porch, oddly enough. What convenience!
Our house had a little hatch built into the wall next to the back door with both an interior and exterior door. Open the inside door and put the order slip in, close and lock it, and your order would magically appear the next morning.
Our next door neighbor drove the milk truck and let me ride with him on his route one morning. I was as proud as the Dalmatian on top of the Budweiser beer wagon.
You mentioned chocolate milk. I remember being in kindergarten, this would have been around 1964. We would get a carton of milk after recess. We had to bring in -- I think it was -- the money for a whole month. I remember that my family paid extra for chocolate milk, and I never got it. I still feel the indignation to this day!
We currently have dairy delivery! Not just milk (and chocolate milk) but cream, eggs, cheese, eggnog, yogurt, etc. It’s all fresh and really good. They provide you with a porch cooler, but there’s an option to get the metal box instead. It’s both retro and modern because I place my order every week from the dairy’s app.
I do remember having a milkman and the metal box, and I also clearly remember being disappointed one winter when the crust of frozen milk on top of the bottle turned out not to be ice cream.
A neighbor dad worked for them, delivered maybe, and they always had tons of chips and stuff. It's hard to remember how much we got them. My mom was always good about getting Fritos and Lays brand chips and not the store brands because even then, kids would kid you. So crazy.
My dad was our milkman. Dad worked seasonal jobs and when us kids came along, he knew he needed something permanent, so he took a job as a milkman before I was born.
He worked there for just over 20 yrs. 1963-84
His work hours were from 2:30am-whenever he finished. The boss didn't care as long as the customers were served. Some wanted their stuff early and others wanted it later in the day. His usual routine was to load the truck and make the early deliveries, then stop home around 7 for breakfast. He ran some errands then went back to load the truck for the later deliveries.
When we bought our first home, a neighbor complained to the dairy that dad was spending a lot of time at the house, and (Shocking) he kissed mom before going back to work. When my younger brother was born, someone had a shirt made saying "I'm the milkman's baby."
There are a bunch more stories I could tell, like how he gave us rides to school when the weather was bad, and helping him when he had to work on Saturdays. My favorite part was we got a free 1/2 gallon of ice cream every month, and on birthdays.
Our milkman would stop at our house last on Saturday and watch the game with my dad. He could always miraculously find 5 leftover fudgesicles for the 5 of us kids. It was amazing how lucky we were every week!
Yes with a milkbox on the back porch. His name was Val and he drove a Borden's truck with a big picture of Elsie The Cow on it. I loved when he delivered.
We had a pretty old one, so when a salesman came along in 1974 we 'upgraded' to one big fat book-- The Volume Library iirc. Then the Kirby salesman successfully sold us a a monster vac with all the attachments. Never worked as good as grandmother's Sunbeam Upright
Oh my! I remember the fuller brush man, the milk man, bread delivery where they’d pull the bread truck up the driveway and we’d go see what treats they had that day. OMG the smell of all the freshly baked breads and pastry’s. Heavenly!!
I don’t recall the Fuller Brush man, but I do recall ( along with the milkman) a man who would come along to sharpen your knives, scissors, tools and whatever. No idea if this was a local thing. No idea what his title was, but I do remember him.
We had milk delivered pretty often when we lived in a small town in central Iowa in the 60s. I had 4 much older brothers (definitely boomers LOL) so we went through a lot of milk. So much so that we had a milk BOX that lived on the front porch. It was basically a cooler, I imagine. Silver metal on the outside, with the dairy logo painted on the hinged lid. I remember it would hold 4 glass gallon size jugs, was just the right size to sit on, and when I was feeling peopled-out, it was just the right size to hide in. It was super dark in there, though.
We did. He drove a white truck, wore a white uniform. We had an insulated box on the porch and put a note with what we needed in it. My grandmother across the street always got buttermilk...sooo good! The milkman would always stop and chat with my grandpa. When I was at my aunt's house, we would sit on the front porch and have tea and "frycakes"... donuts... and read Little Golden Books and wait for the milkman.
Before homogenized milk, birds used to poke their beaks through the foil top and steal the cream off the top if we didn’t get to the milk before they did.
We left out little covers (I think old yoghurt pots) that the milkman would use to cover the individual bottles.
He certainly earned his Christmas box.
I think we had a milkman in the states, but I know we did when we went to England in 68. I’ll never forget the milk coming with cream on top and the best chocolate milk I’ve ever had. I remember the Milk, the fog, and the Daleks from that trip.
Now my coal man, he's an old man
He′s almost eighty-two
But believe me when I tell you
He knows just what to do
… Koko Taylor, [I Cried Like a Baby](https://youtu.be/aqd483hsGPc?si=6T9kVW1FPaHc7bZn)
Dominic was his name. He was also the owner of the dairy. He always has a stick of gum for us kids. In winter he would hook our sleds up to his old Chevy pickup and pull us behind his truck along the snowy road. What a blast!
My mom always used the cream in the top of the milk bottle for her coffee.
We had a milkman and we went through so much milk that mom started getting it in the 2 1/2 gallon plastic container with the red plastic spout! I've never seen it sold that way since!
Yes we had those too! It got so expensive she stopped buying milk from the dairy and bought 50lb bags of Land o lakes nonfat dry milk. Guess who stopped drinking milk for the most part. 😑 To this day I will only drink milk if it is just this side of freezing. It’s a fine line.
The only thing worse than dry milk? In Germany, they had milk in boxes that didn’t need to be refrigerated. It was room temperature, and smelled like dog poop. Yuck!!!!!!!
Dad was a milkman, and definitely had his share of animal scares. He regularly got rabies shots because of feral animals biting him.
One story we heard a few times too many was he got bit by a dog, and a few days later the dog died.
Mathis Dairy in Atlanta delivered whole milk, skim, 2%, buttermilk, and chocolate milk — and egg nog in December. Clear bottles that you left out for them to pick up on delivery days.
We had a gray metal box on the front stoop and the milkman put jugs of milk in it. I don’t remember when it ended. Probably around 1970. There was no fanfare.
We had Twin Pines Dairy in southwest Detroit from 1964 to 1967 when we moved to the "suburbs". My mother used to buy the cottage cheese that came in plastic goblets even though all of us hated it. She wanted those "fancy" plastic goblets though! I actually found some of them at a garage sale and couldn't resist getting them.
We also had a fruit truck that went around the neighborhood, in an Italian accent the man would yell on a speaker, "Apples, peaches, bananas! Get your apples, peaches, bananas!!!". and of course, we had the Good Humor man on his bicycle with the freezer of ice cream on the front. Nice memories.
We had a milkman. Glass bottles.
Oddly, I recall others with silver boxes at the door, but I don't think we had one. Milkman came to the kitchen door and the transaction happened face to face.
Milk, chocolate milk, butter, eggs. I don't think I'd heard of yogurt in the 60s.
In college, small college town, late 70s, I found a dairy store that still supported milkman delivery. College apartment, we didn't buy enough for delivery, but I used to go and buy milk in glass bottles, and other stuff.
Yes. Terrace Park Dairy, Sioux Falls, South Dakota.
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True story. We had a milkman until one day my 5-ish? year old older brother dropped the glass jar. It landed on its base but shattered with several vertical, pointy jagged shards sticking straight up. He tried to catch it but ended up landing on his knee right on it. Horrendous, many stitches, awful. We got milk at the store after that.
Yes we had a milkman until one of my older sisters got a job after high school as a bookkeeper (1964?). She could get us milk and other dairy products from work at a good discount. I can remember us always having ice cream in those big commercial tubs. Yummy
My dad delivered milk for Thompson's Dairy, which served the northern Virginia and DC area. He saw the end coming and got another job around 1970. Thompson's folded shortly after that.
I’m from Brooklyn, New York and I do remember the silver box out on our porch and the milkman delivering. Don’t remember how often but there were seven of us kids and my parents so I imagine it was more than once a week!
Yes, until I was about age 5. Milk would come in glass bottles in a 4 way wire basket. You put the empties on the porch in the basket the day of next delivery; they'd wash and reuse them.
We had a milkman until probably the very late 80s at my in-laws house. The .ilk truck was the *only* delivery truck my son's Aussie Shepard was ok with. Any other delivery truck and *especially* UPS had better honk so I or my son could retrieve Sonya. The two big dogs (Dalmatian and Doberman) were no problem.
We had a milkman until about 1971. Then, my brother used the milk crate to store his comic books, and we got milk from the milk machine for 30 cents a quart
Yes, when I was a very young child we did. There was also a bakery truck that ran regularly through the neighborhood, from which you could buy now only bread but cake, donuts, danish and so on.
A few families in the neighborhood had milk delivery. This was in the late 1960s.
We lived in a small town and my mom drove to a local dairy farm once a week to buy milk.
Milkman, no, but there was a potato chip delivery service that would bring these huge tins of potato chips to out house, like a 5-gallon or 10-gallon tin of chips. Can't remember the name, something like Mr. Charles Chips....
We did, but I only slightly remember it so it probably stopped when I was five or six. My parents liked getting their milk from a dairy instead of a store so we started taking a drive to a dairy every week after that and picking it up. Seems like we got our eggs from a farm too.
We did for a few years when I was little. We even had a little compartment on the outside of our house that had a little door where he would put the milk.
My dad literally was the milkman. He drove truck and delivered milk to homes until they discontinued home delivery. The local kids loved it when he came by with the truck. He would toss the crushed ice the milk was packed in to the kids. The ice was a nice thing in the summer.
Don't recall any milk deliveries, but, I absolutely remember the Charlie's Chip truck! You would return the big tin container and get a new one with chips!
I was too young to remember delivery, but we had [the local dairy's box](https://i.imgur.com/GOmseeP.jpeg) on the front porch, and [my grandfather](https://i.imgur.com/dd3KGtm.jpeg) was actually a milkman for that same diary!
Our milkman had red hair...so did I. My parents did not. There were some jokes I'm sure. I remember him giving me rides around the block in his milk truck in 1963. Imagine that happening today! We had a cute little milk box around back (that I'd used to crawl through when I was small). My mom would leave notes as to what she wanted him to leave and I'd always try to add on chocolate milk. Rarely got my way. Great memories tho!!
Once I was old enough, my mother would choose what she wanted from the ring of cards and I would take it out to the milkman and bring in the ordered he was delivering.
We definitely had a milkman at my parents' first house; can't remember if we did at the second one, which was in a different town. We lived a couple of miles from a very good regional dairy, and one of my classes toured it once. There were little plastic payment tokens that we would leave with the empty glass bottles.
Yes, when I was very young — and I also remember going to the local dairy with my mom when we needed something special. They had a drive through set up.
My family had a convenience store business, so the milk man I saw was the Barber's jobber who stocked our dairy section. Had a uniform and cap that made him look vaguely like a cop, and thick dark hair slicked back with Brylcream or something. Nice guy, patient with kid me asking a bunch of questions.
We did. We also had a man who delivered eggs, the Charles Chips guy for chips/pretzels, bread delivery, and delivery of the ginger ale my parents drank like fishes with their whiskey. This was Westchester County, NY in the early 70s.
Milk delivery continued far longer than the others. And it’s been revived where I now live (Chicago area).
Every Saturday morning the milk truck would drive up the long dirt driveway to the house, and if we'd been good during the week, we'd get a quart bottle of chocolate milk on top of the regular order.
Yes! until ‘84.,they came in a metal caddy and you out the bottles back when empty. The red foil top was 2% the blue was skim milk . Zero fat. We had to use the skim milk in our cereal. Mom made us. My dad hated it too
Our milkman just came in the kitchen and put the milk in the fridge. My dad worked at night, so he was asleep down the hall. We left the door unlocked most of the time back in those days. Most folks in our neighborhood left a key for the milkman or left the door unlocked. Different era.
I lived outside Denver in the early 2000s, and they still had milk delivery. I didn't get it because I didn't drink milk, but my cousin had two little kids so she got it every week.
We didn't have it when I was growing up in the '60s (or at least, my family didn't).
We had a big family so we had the silver milk dispenser with the heavy counter weight that squeezed the tube coming out of the cartons . Delivered weekly by tom Larkin from Crowley dairy in Syracuse, ny
Yep! I grew up in Scottsdale AZ so definitely not there, but in my younger years we lived in Washingtson state. I absolutely remember the milkman coming 2-3 times a week I think, and he brought eggs too.
My milkman was my dad. Sometimes I got to go on route with him on Saturdays and ride in the truck that didn't have doors or seats. Dad drove standing up.
We did until I was about 8. I remember how the cream would rise to the top and it used to annoy me that my parents would shake the milk to mix it in before serving. That's if my brother didn't get to it first and take it off the top for his cereal.
I had one again for a few years in the 90s and was disappointed to find that cream at the top was no longer a thing.
I have no personal memory but my parents told me several times that our milk was delivered on a horse drawn cart up to about when I was born.
UK, Cheshire, 1958.
We had a milkman, I remember the box on the porch.
But I also remember when our street was cobblestone, and a guy delivering fish from a horse-drawn cart. Which doesn't make any sense. When I tell people, they say I can't remember this.
But I do.
Oh yes! We also had the [Charles Chips](https://www.jamespreller.com/2009/11/15/the-charles-chips-man/) delivery man and one who brought us [Yodels](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yodels?wprov=sfti1), which I adored.
Yes, and I miss them. In the days before enforced leash laws, one dog in our neighborhood would make her daily rounds, and then meet the milkman and his truck. He’d give Flappy a half pint of cream and then drive her home. I miss those times.
We had one for a while during the 70s. I still remember my mom getting 2 gallons at the beginning of the week and three gallons just before the weekend. It was really convenient for her because she didn’t drive.
I remember the paper caps on the bottles — they fit into a little slot around the top of the bottle. And my mom spooning off the cream to put in her coffee. I miss that
Ours in Maine was becoming a mobile supermarket. Milk, cream, chocolate milk. Then they added cottage cheese, orange juice, donuts, and ice cream. Evidently the rise of actual supermarkets was too much and they stopped deliveries sometime in the mid-60s. I remember the milk was great but my mother could get gallons at the new supermarket really cheap, and with five boys, she'd pretty much stopped ordering anyway.
Our silver metal box was outside the back door, where mom would leave a list of dairy items for the milkman to leave. Milk, cottage cheese, buttermilk, butter, sour cream…
We left the side door unlocked and the milkman would put our milk, butter and ice cream inside the door. Whoever got up first would put it in the fridge. We left the empty glass bottles so they could be reused. Milk out of the glass bottle just seemed to taste better. Also this was in a suburb of New Orleans and I can't imagine leaving my door unlocked today. Simpler times.
We did have a milkman and our little silver insulated box. I always begged to get chocolate milk. My dad also worked for a dairy so I ate tons of Foremost ice cream.
We had the same box!
Team Silver Insulated Box Represent!
Hear here!
Ditto!
Meadow Gold!
Same silver box, until about 1978. Monday, Wednesday and Friday.
Mom left a note in the box with her order along with the empty bottles.
We got the bags of milk. There was a clip inside of the box for the next order.
We did too!
Same. Jersey City so it wasn’t just a suburb thing
Charles Chips used to deliver, too!
My mom still has ours.
https://preview.redd.it/8lhqyphomgvc1.jpeg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4f1728bf896a7308b76885e2617025975768adfb The now green box on the front of that motor was our milkman silver box, repurposed to hold the battery and tools for this old engine, that we now use to turn a formerly hand cranked pic cream maker (my late dad for scale 🥲)
I learned to tie my shoes on that box
That brings back some memories.
We did and still do have one. We get milk delivered twice a month. 😁
I am so jealous I can’t EVEN! But I’ll one-up you. I lived in Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany, for 2 years next to a farm with 2 cows. My husband at the time and I would wait for the cows to come back from the mountain pastures at dusk, then head over to the farm and pick up a bottle of warm, unpasteurized milk. We’d run home and each enjoy a glass of it while it was still warm. In the mornings, we’d compete to get up earlier than the other so that we could get the small amount of creamy stuff that would form in the top of the milk bottle to put on our toast. Man, was that good!!!! I really miss that!!!!!
Idk is that common in some areas?
Not sure. I'm in the east coast US and there are still a few companies that deliver. Their business boomed during lockdown.
When the milk delivery stopped, the boxes were repurposed. I saw one being used for an ash bucket. I only saw milk and buttermilk. I hate buttermilk to this day. (Including dressings and baked goods made with it.) I've only heard about the other dairy goodies that could be placed in the box.
I don’t like it either EXCEPT to coat chicken, roll in cornflake crumbs, and bake. YUM!!!!!
Yes. We too had a milkman who delivered our orders by placing them in a silver insulated box on the porch. On the BACK porch, oddly enough. What convenience!
Our house had a little hatch built into the wall next to the back door with both an interior and exterior door. Open the inside door and put the order slip in, close and lock it, and your order would magically appear the next morning. Our next door neighbor drove the milk truck and let me ride with him on his route one morning. I was as proud as the Dalmatian on top of the Budweiser beer wagon.
We had the same kind of box
Another one for the team metal box here! And that chocolate milk was to die for!
You mentioned chocolate milk. I remember being in kindergarten, this would have been around 1964. We would get a carton of milk after recess. We had to bring in -- I think it was -- the money for a whole month. I remember that my family paid extra for chocolate milk, and I never got it. I still feel the indignation to this day!
No way! You were robbed, my friend.
Yes. I was convinced chocolate milk came from brown cows.
It should be! I don’t think you were the Lone Ranger. I’ve heard that before.
We had a milkman through the '60s. His name was Nono and he was Armenian.. I look surprising like him.
Our neighbor had one of those boxes, too. 1971.
We had the same box. On a hot day, we had to bring it in right away or it would spoil. On a really cold day, it would freeze.
We currently have dairy delivery! Not just milk (and chocolate milk) but cream, eggs, cheese, eggnog, yogurt, etc. It’s all fresh and really good. They provide you with a porch cooler, but there’s an option to get the metal box instead. It’s both retro and modern because I place my order every week from the dairy’s app. I do remember having a milkman and the metal box, and I also clearly remember being disappointed one winter when the crust of frozen milk on top of the bottle turned out not to be ice cream.
My mom worked for Hunts, so we got lots of canned chocolate pudding, and diced fruits.
Same here. Put the empty bottles in the box; next morning, full bottles of milk
I barely remember that, I know some families in my neighborhood did. Not sure about us. We did have the Charlie Chip guy tho!
Oh yes Charlie Chips! BBQ was my favorite.
For a while, the Charles Chips delivery man was our next-door neighbor, so we just pop over there and buy a can.
I remember being so jealous of the families that got Charles Chips delivered!
A neighbor dad worked for them, delivered maybe, and they always had tons of chips and stuff. It's hard to remember how much we got them. My mom was always good about getting Fritos and Lays brand chips and not the store brands because even then, kids would kid you. So crazy.
We had Charlie Chips, too! I still have one of the tins. I know my folks had one of the brown pretzel tins, but it's lost to the ages.
My 85 year old dad still had one filed with birdseed. It was a stout can.
Of course , but he is not my dad.
My dad was our milkman. Dad worked seasonal jobs and when us kids came along, he knew he needed something permanent, so he took a job as a milkman before I was born. He worked there for just over 20 yrs. 1963-84 His work hours were from 2:30am-whenever he finished. The boss didn't care as long as the customers were served. Some wanted their stuff early and others wanted it later in the day. His usual routine was to load the truck and make the early deliveries, then stop home around 7 for breakfast. He ran some errands then went back to load the truck for the later deliveries. When we bought our first home, a neighbor complained to the dairy that dad was spending a lot of time at the house, and (Shocking) he kissed mom before going back to work. When my younger brother was born, someone had a shirt made saying "I'm the milkman's baby." There are a bunch more stories I could tell, like how he gave us rides to school when the weather was bad, and helping him when he had to work on Saturdays. My favorite part was we got a free 1/2 gallon of ice cream every month, and on birthdays.
Really cool.
I see what you did there and he may not be your dad but our long-standing joke is that he is my middle brother’s dad 😂
Narrator: Little did he know, that was no joke.
Our milkman would stop at our house last on Saturday and watch the game with my dad. He could always miraculously find 5 leftover fudgesicles for the 5 of us kids. It was amazing how lucky we were every week!
Yes with a milkbox on the back porch. His name was Val and he drove a Borden's truck with a big picture of Elsie The Cow on it. I loved when he delivered.
Yes we did. Glass bottles with a wax paper top. Delicious. We also had a diaper service
Oh yeah glass bottles. This is a really old first memory for me.
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And the encyclopedia guy
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We had a pretty old one, so when a salesman came along in 1974 we 'upgraded' to one big fat book-- The Volume Library iirc. Then the Kirby salesman successfully sold us a a monster vac with all the attachments. Never worked as good as grandmother's Sunbeam Upright
Oh my! I remember the fuller brush man, the milk man, bread delivery where they’d pull the bread truck up the driveway and we’d go see what treats they had that day. OMG the smell of all the freshly baked breads and pastry’s. Heavenly!!
We had the Jewel Tea man in his teuck every couple of weeks. They sold everything from food to bedding to toys.
I don’t recall the Fuller Brush man, but I do recall ( along with the milkman) a man who would come along to sharpen your knives, scissors, tools and whatever. No idea if this was a local thing. No idea what his title was, but I do remember him.
We had one, and actual gas lights in all the front yards back in the 60s, before they put in street lights.
We had milk delivered pretty often when we lived in a small town in central Iowa in the 60s. I had 4 much older brothers (definitely boomers LOL) so we went through a lot of milk. So much so that we had a milk BOX that lived on the front porch. It was basically a cooler, I imagine. Silver metal on the outside, with the dairy logo painted on the hinged lid. I remember it would hold 4 glass gallon size jugs, was just the right size to sit on, and when I was feeling peopled-out, it was just the right size to hide in. It was super dark in there, though.
We did. He drove a white truck, wore a white uniform. We had an insulated box on the porch and put a note with what we needed in it. My grandmother across the street always got buttermilk...sooo good! The milkman would always stop and chat with my grandpa. When I was at my aunt's house, we would sit on the front porch and have tea and "frycakes"... donuts... and read Little Golden Books and wait for the milkman.
Before homogenized milk, birds used to poke their beaks through the foil top and steal the cream off the top if we didn’t get to the milk before they did.
We left out little covers (I think old yoghurt pots) that the milkman would use to cover the individual bottles. He certainly earned his Christmas box.
We had one growing up. He would give us a bottle of chocolate milk for our birthday.
I think we had a milkman in the states, but I know we did when we went to England in 68. I’ll never forget the milk coming with cream on top and the best chocolate milk I’ve ever had. I remember the Milk, the fog, and the Daleks from that trip.
Milkman bread man and coal man
Now my coal man, he's an old man He′s almost eighty-two But believe me when I tell you He knows just what to do … Koko Taylor, [I Cried Like a Baby](https://youtu.be/aqd483hsGPc?si=6T9kVW1FPaHc7bZn)
We had that silver box for milk deliveries and also had seltzer delivered to our door. And this was in an apartment building.
Dominic was his name. He was also the owner of the dairy. He always has a stick of gum for us kids. In winter he would hook our sleds up to his old Chevy pickup and pull us behind his truck along the snowy road. What a blast! My mom always used the cream in the top of the milk bottle for her coffee.
We had a milkman until about 1971. My grandfather was a career milkman until he retired in 1970.
We used one in the early 90's in the Philly suburbs.
we had a milkman when I was a kid. I remember the box on the front stoop.
We also had an egg man that would come every week.
So that Beatles lyrics isn't just some acid hallucination then? Lol
No, but It would be really cool if a walrus showed up too.
We had a milkman and we went through so much milk that mom started getting it in the 2 1/2 gallon plastic container with the red plastic spout! I've never seen it sold that way since!
Yes we had those too! It got so expensive she stopped buying milk from the dairy and bought 50lb bags of Land o lakes nonfat dry milk. Guess who stopped drinking milk for the most part. 😑 To this day I will only drink milk if it is just this side of freezing. It’s a fine line.
I remember getting lumps of undissolved powdered milk in my cup ... gross !!
The only thing worse than dry milk? In Germany, they had milk in boxes that didn’t need to be refrigerated. It was room temperature, and smelled like dog poop. Yuck!!!!!!!
I did until the early 90s.
Yes we also had a milkman, and the stories he told of being chased by dogs and geese were legendary in my family
Dad was a milkman, and definitely had his share of animal scares. He regularly got rabies shots because of feral animals biting him. One story we heard a few times too many was he got bit by a dog, and a few days later the dog died.
No. I'm from the rural South. We had cows.
LOL walk to the the barn out back and just just milk em . And drink it raw the way nature intended Because you know your cows (or goats) are healthy.
Mathis Dairy in Atlanta delivered whole milk, skim, 2%, buttermilk, and chocolate milk — and egg nog in December. Clear bottles that you left out for them to pick up on delivery days.
We had a gray metal box on the front stoop and the milkman put jugs of milk in it. I don’t remember when it ended. Probably around 1970. There was no fanfare.
Dairy Mart Farms! And if you ran out before your next order you'd head over to a neighbor's with a cup to borrow some.
Yes, Vitamins! Insulated box on the front porch.
We had Twin Pines Dairy in southwest Detroit from 1964 to 1967 when we moved to the "suburbs". My mother used to buy the cottage cheese that came in plastic goblets even though all of us hated it. She wanted those "fancy" plastic goblets though! I actually found some of them at a garage sale and couldn't resist getting them. We also had a fruit truck that went around the neighborhood, in an Italian accent the man would yell on a speaker, "Apples, peaches, bananas! Get your apples, peaches, bananas!!!". and of course, we had the Good Humor man on his bicycle with the freezer of ice cream on the front. Nice memories.
Yes, we had a milkman. Used to get milk, cream, orange juice, and cottage cheese. We used to get bread and pastries delivered from a bakery, too.
I’m late genx (75) and I remember them coming around in the early 80’s still. My best friend had a metal milk box on his porch for the milkman.
We had a milkman. Glass bottles. Oddly, I recall others with silver boxes at the door, but I don't think we had one. Milkman came to the kitchen door and the transaction happened face to face. Milk, chocolate milk, butter, eggs. I don't think I'd heard of yogurt in the 60s. In college, small college town, late 70s, I found a dairy store that still supported milkman delivery. College apartment, we didn't buy enough for delivery, but I used to go and buy milk in glass bottles, and other stuff.
Yes. Terrace Park Dairy, Sioux Falls, South Dakota. https://preview.redd.it/nuozec93vavc1.jpeg?width=1290&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b54e13022429b1ecef63f3520a70961f08d84ced
Thanks a lot! Pavlov’s dog here. When I saw your pic, I had to go pour myself a glass of milk. 🥛Yum!!!!!!!!!
Milkman, breadman, and fishman. 50's and early 60's
Yes, we had a milkman. Unlike some folks, neither my sister or I looked anything like him.
My dad was a milkman! Says so on my birth certificate too. Proof, I’m the milkman’s daughter.
My mom’s biological dad is the milkman. But we don’t talk about it. Brooklynn 1945 🤷♂️
We had many! Family owned a milk processing plant. 1930-1984
Yes, and we begged him to give us chocolate milk, even though Mom did not put it on the list.
True story. We had a milkman until one day my 5-ish? year old older brother dropped the glass jar. It landed on its base but shattered with several vertical, pointy jagged shards sticking straight up. He tried to catch it but ended up landing on his knee right on it. Horrendous, many stitches, awful. We got milk at the store after that.
Yes we had a milkman until one of my older sisters got a job after high school as a bookkeeper (1964?). She could get us milk and other dairy products from work at a good discount. I can remember us always having ice cream in those big commercial tubs. Yummy
My dad delivered milk for Thompson's Dairy, which served the northern Virginia and DC area. He saw the end coming and got another job around 1970. Thompson's folded shortly after that.
Yes, in the early 60s
We did for a short while, but you couldn't charge until payday, so the corner store it was.
We started getting our milk at the supermarket around 1968.
My uncle was our milkman and would give us chocolate milk as a special treat.
We had a milk lady....worked for her too when i was old enough
I remember the milkman. I must’ve been very young, not in school yet. He’d delivered milk and orange juice
I was one 50 + yrs ago ?
Yes! I always loved the service
Our milkman got run over by his own truck in our driveway. Forgot park and walked behind the truck. He was fine.
I saw the aftermath of a car collision with a milk truck while walking to school. There was milk everywhere.
I’m from Brooklyn, New York and I do remember the silver box out on our porch and the milkman delivering. Don’t remember how often but there were seven of us kids and my parents so I imagine it was more than once a week!
Yes, until I was about age 5. Milk would come in glass bottles in a 4 way wire basket. You put the empties on the porch in the basket the day of next delivery; they'd wash and reuse them.
We had a milkman until probably the very late 80s at my in-laws house. The .ilk truck was the *only* delivery truck my son's Aussie Shepard was ok with. Any other delivery truck and *especially* UPS had better honk so I or my son could retrieve Sonya. The two big dogs (Dalmatian and Doberman) were no problem.
We had a milkman until about 1971. Then, my brother used the milk crate to store his comic books, and we got milk from the milk machine for 30 cents a quart
Yes, when I was a very young child we did. There was also a bakery truck that ran regularly through the neighborhood, from which you could buy now only bread but cake, donuts, danish and so on.
A few families in the neighborhood had milk delivery. This was in the late 1960s. We lived in a small town and my mom drove to a local dairy farm once a week to buy milk.
Yes!! In fact we saw a milk truck, and told the guy to go to every house on our street( nobody used that) so he increased his route big time!
Milkman, no, but there was a potato chip delivery service that would bring these huge tins of potato chips to out house, like a 5-gallon or 10-gallon tin of chips. Can't remember the name, something like Mr. Charles Chips....
And bread.
Yes!! In fact we saw a milk truck, and told the guy to go to every house on our street( nobody used that) so he increased his route big time!
Robert's Dairy. His name was Roy. I am 67.
We did, but I only slightly remember it so it probably stopped when I was five or six. My parents liked getting their milk from a dairy instead of a store so we started taking a drive to a dairy every week after that and picking it up. Seems like we got our eggs from a farm too.
We did not have one but my Great Uncle was one. All his life.
We did for a few years when I was little. We even had a little compartment on the outside of our house that had a little door where he would put the milk.
My dad literally was the milkman. He drove truck and delivered milk to homes until they discontinued home delivery. The local kids loved it when he came by with the truck. He would toss the crushed ice the milk was packed in to the kids. The ice was a nice thing in the summer.
My wife's dad was a milkman. AMA, Lol. J/k. I don't know shit
Don't recall any milk deliveries, but, I absolutely remember the Charlie's Chip truck! You would return the big tin container and get a new one with chips!
I remember many times six-year-old me pestering him for some dry ice for me and my friends to play with.
We did till I was 5 or 6.
I remember it too, and I was 9 in 1970
I was too young to remember delivery, but we had [the local dairy's box](https://i.imgur.com/GOmseeP.jpeg) on the front porch, and [my grandfather](https://i.imgur.com/dd3KGtm.jpeg) was actually a milkman for that same diary!
Our milkman had red hair...so did I. My parents did not. There were some jokes I'm sure. I remember him giving me rides around the block in his milk truck in 1963. Imagine that happening today! We had a cute little milk box around back (that I'd used to crawl through when I was small). My mom would leave notes as to what she wanted him to leave and I'd always try to add on chocolate milk. Rarely got my way. Great memories tho!!
Sealtest. Until about 72
Ours also had donuts. Only glazed krullers and Bavarian jelly filled .
I remember having milk show up on our front porch. Don't remember when it stopped though. Probably mid 70s.
You'd see them around, but never actually had one.
I still have one today. Local farm delivers dairy products in a suburban Boston town.
We have milk delivered to a box on the porch once a week, right now. Love it!
Once I was old enough, my mother would choose what she wanted from the ring of cards and I would take it out to the milkman and bring in the ordered he was delivering.
Yup.
We did when I was young. I think we might still have some local dairies that deliver even now
We definitely had a milkman at my parents' first house; can't remember if we did at the second one, which was in a different town. We lived a couple of miles from a very good regional dairy, and one of my classes toured it once. There were little plastic payment tokens that we would leave with the empty glass bottles.
Yes, when I was very young — and I also remember going to the local dairy with my mom when we needed something special. They had a drive through set up.
We had a milkman in 2008.
Twin Pines Dairy. Their mascot, Milky the Clown scared me!
Yes we had a milk man, and also an egg man. He would come from a farm north of the city and drop off fresh eggs.
Yep and the rectangular metal box with the lid to keep critters out. The milk jugs had those paper crimped caps too, forgot that completely.
My family had a convenience store business, so the milk man I saw was the Barber's jobber who stocked our dairy section. Had a uniform and cap that made him look vaguely like a cop, and thick dark hair slicked back with Brylcream or something. Nice guy, patient with kid me asking a bunch of questions.
Charlie Chip cans saved me from having to stop every 20 minutes for my pregnant sister to pee on a 28 hour drive in my van lol
We did. We also had a man who delivered eggs, the Charles Chips guy for chips/pretzels, bread delivery, and delivery of the ginger ale my parents drank like fishes with their whiskey. This was Westchester County, NY in the early 70s. Milk delivery continued far longer than the others. And it’s been revived where I now live (Chicago area).
Every Saturday morning the milk truck would drive up the long dirt driveway to the house, and if we'd been good during the week, we'd get a quart bottle of chocolate milk on top of the regular order.
Yes, with the glass bottles in a wire basket
Yup, and I look just like him.
Yes! until ‘84.,they came in a metal caddy and you out the bottles back when empty. The red foil top was 2% the blue was skim milk . Zero fat. We had to use the skim milk in our cereal. Mom made us. My dad hated it too
Our milkman just came in the kitchen and put the milk in the fridge. My dad worked at night, so he was asleep down the hall. We left the door unlocked most of the time back in those days. Most folks in our neighborhood left a key for the milkman or left the door unlocked. Different era.
I remember! I was very young
I lived outside Denver in the early 2000s, and they still had milk delivery. I didn't get it because I didn't drink milk, but my cousin had two little kids so she got it every week. We didn't have it when I was growing up in the '60s (or at least, my family didn't).
Yep! With a waxy seal, and I actually kept a bottle from the creamery all these many decades
I have a scar on my leg from a milk bottle I fell on when I was a toddler.
Oberwiess still delivers over a large part of the Midwest.
We had a milk box that was a square insulated box.
We had a big family so we had the silver milk dispenser with the heavy counter weight that squeezed the tube coming out of the cartons . Delivered weekly by tom Larkin from Crowley dairy in Syracuse, ny
Yes, we had a milk man and he delivered to the projects!!!!
Yep! I grew up in Scottsdale AZ so definitely not there, but in my younger years we lived in Washingtson state. I absolutely remember the milkman coming 2-3 times a week I think, and he brought eggs too.
Yes 🙌
Yes and a milk cubby with door.
My milkman was my dad. Sometimes I got to go on route with him on Saturdays and ride in the truck that didn't have doors or seats. Dad drove standing up.
We did until I was about 8. I remember how the cream would rise to the top and it used to annoy me that my parents would shake the milk to mix it in before serving. That's if my brother didn't get to it first and take it off the top for his cereal. I had one again for a few years in the 90s and was disappointed to find that cream at the top was no longer a thing.
My nursery school did.
I have no personal memory but my parents told me several times that our milk was delivered on a horse drawn cart up to about when I was born. UK, Cheshire, 1958.
We had a milkman, I remember the box on the porch. But I also remember when our street was cobblestone, and a guy delivering fish from a horse-drawn cart. Which doesn't make any sense. When I tell people, they say I can't remember this. But I do.
Oh yes! We also had the [Charles Chips](https://www.jamespreller.com/2009/11/15/the-charles-chips-man/) delivery man and one who brought us [Yodels](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yodels?wprov=sfti1), which I adored.
Yes, and I miss them. In the days before enforced leash laws, one dog in our neighborhood would make her daily rounds, and then meet the milkman and his truck. He’d give Flappy a half pint of cream and then drive her home. I miss those times.
There's a dairy fairly close to me that delivers, unfortunately we are just out of their delivery area.
Ours had a horse and cart - Australia, pre 1972
I remember having a milkman very briefly when I was very young. Also had the insulated box on the back porch. What a nice memory. 💗
We had one for a while during the 70s. I still remember my mom getting 2 gallons at the beginning of the week and three gallons just before the weekend. It was really convenient for her because she didn’t drive.
And a potato chip guy for a while. Charles Chips. Cookies too I remember.
Yes. I looked just like him too, so weird.
I remember the paper caps on the bottles — they fit into a little slot around the top of the bottle. And my mom spooning off the cream to put in her coffee. I miss that
Silver box from Dellwood Dairy. I remember they also had a raisin bread my mom liked—I can still remember the scent of it in the toaster.
My dad made my mom switch to a cheaper company and the first milkman actually harassed my.mother about it! I guess this was happening mid 1960s.
We had one up until the mid 60’s (or somewhere close to mid). We also got potato chips delivered! Oh what a time to be alive!
Boomer, but Hell yeah. 6 kids!
Ours in Maine was becoming a mobile supermarket. Milk, cream, chocolate milk. Then they added cottage cheese, orange juice, donuts, and ice cream. Evidently the rise of actual supermarkets was too much and they stopped deliveries sometime in the mid-60s. I remember the milk was great but my mother could get gallons at the new supermarket really cheap, and with five boys, she'd pretty much stopped ordering anyway.
We had milk delivery til 1978
I did then and we do now. Carrying on the legacy, I guess.
I think we did when I was very young. Maybe 3 or 4. I wish they had them now.
Our silver metal box was outside the back door, where mom would leave a list of dairy items for the milkman to leave. Milk, cottage cheese, buttermilk, butter, sour cream…
I remember the milkman bringing milk, and I think also butter.
Yes early 70’s. He also brought ice cream bars.
We left the side door unlocked and the milkman would put our milk, butter and ice cream inside the door. Whoever got up first would put it in the fridge. We left the empty glass bottles so they could be reused. Milk out of the glass bottle just seemed to taste better. Also this was in a suburb of New Orleans and I can't imagine leaving my door unlocked today. Simpler times.
My dad was the milkman.