Well it’s summer time at last and doesn’t that bring back memories!

Giving new meaning to the term "snow cone"

Who among us can forget “Angelo”, the charming, gentle man who toured Riverside and Old Greenwich during the sixties, dispensing snow cones, popsicles and fatherly advice, all with a twinkle and a smile. We all adored Angelo, we lined up to hand him our nickles and dimes and we were devastated when he was busted: turns out, he’d been moving heroin from the Bronx to Bridgeport in that truck of his, hiding kilos of the stuff  underneath the fudgicles and rainbow rockets.

But he never made a mistake: you ordered a vanilla/chocolate bar, you got a vanilla/chocolate bar, not an eightball. Angelo was careful like that.

Anyway, in tribute to Angelo and summers long past, I thought I’d dig up Tom Lehrer’s paean to his own neighborhood’s hero, “The Old Dope Peddler”

When the shades of night are falling,
Comes a fellow ev’ryone knows,
It’s the old dope peddler,
Spreading joy wherever he goes.
Ev’ry evening you will find him,
Around our neighborhood.
It’s the old dope peddler
Doing well by doing good.

He gives the kids free samples,
Because he knows full well
That today’s young innocent faces
Will be tomorrow’s clientele.
Here’s a cure for all your troubles,
Here’s an end to all distress.
It’s the old dope peddler
With his powdered ha-happiness.

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/tom_lehrer/#share

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4 responses to “Well it’s summer time at last and doesn’t that bring back memories!

  1. Anonymous

    Great picture…brings back memories of my Good Humor man who always had a six-pack of Black Label beer tucked away in the cab of his truck.

  2. Cos Cobber

    I hate drugs. I hate anything that tries to ameliorate their devastating impact. I hate your song.

  3. Anthony Fountain

    Are you sure it wasn’t his son who was busted?