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January 20, 2005



I'm jealous! And I don't even like milk. We had a milkman that delivered our milk when I was younger and I so loved waiting for the milk to appear each Friday morning. Thanks for the memories.


I did not know there were still milk deliveries to residences anymore. In glass containers, no less! That's so cool.


We used to get our milk delivered when we lived in Atlanta (the first time around) in the 1980's. Excellent.

Useless Knowledge Department: There are no waxed-cardboard milk cartons, not anymore. Haven't been for years. In cardboard gable-top milk cartons, the cardboard is coated with a thin layer of polyethylene plastic, which makes it moisture- and grease-resistant. And you don't get those damnable little bits of wax floating in the milk like you used to.

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