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Message: [QUOTE="JRRRJ, post: 2340414, member: 1303"] Mr. Keish delivered the milk from his farm on Gardner Street to us three times a week. The top of the bottles were about 25% cream, which my mother skimmed half of for her coffee. In the winter, if we got up late the bottles (on the porch would be partly frozen, with their caps on a column of cream sometimes 3 or 4 inches high. My dad bought a '63 Volkswagen he drove to his job in Glastonbury -- perhaps 6 miles or so. During the height of the gas wars, he'd drive to a discount gas station (self-serve if you can believe it!), where he'd fill the car for less than 50 cents. Gas fell to about 11 cents at that station for a little while. [/QUOTE]