tracker I used to get up at 4:30 to enjoy quality time with my coffee before the children got up. My mother wouldn't have had any children that didn't look like her, she was very strict about that. My father's DNA was obedient and deferential.
Our milkman came before dawn. I vaguely recall hearing the milk bottles clink when he retrieved the ones we left out for him. My mom loved it in the winter when the temp would mean a bunch of cream would drift to the top of the milk bottle, perfect for the, at least, 5 cups of coffee she inhaled before any of us would get up for school. Further, one of my 5 siblings look nothing like the other 4. My comment would be, "Our milkman was extremely friendly."
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