It was 4pm, I was watching Pacheco on tv and looking forward to the Three Stooges. When it all was interrupted by the sounds of the Mister Softee truck. And suddenly time would stand still. I had to stop the truck and get an ice cream cone. I felt such an amazing mix of happiness and anticipation. Get the fifty cents!!!! Call out the truck so it would not go away. Then my mother would give the money and I would run down the stairs as if the fate of the whole world depended on it. I don't think I ever feel that exhilaration again. Yes, I was going to get my Mr. Softee cone. Life was good. Everything was right. True happiness achieved.
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