Ice Cream Van

I came over with my family in 1965 and I was only 7. The first thing that struck me was the white faces and the ice cream van which would come every day at the same time with a wonderful melody. The ice lollies were delicious and the coldest weather knocked my senses as I had come from India but still I had to have the ice lollies. Life and people strange and I had never seen two people kissing before so when the family used to go the park, I would sneakly look but felt embarrassed at the same. Such memories still with me.