The Milkman and fresh milk delivered to your door- Life in America
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In the 1950’s my brother delivered the morning newspaper and one time he hit and broke someone’s milk bottle and he went back to pay the damage and the homeowner wrote to the newspaper to let them know they had an honest kid working for them and of course they printed the letter and I remember being proud of him...
Today: Kid sues homeowner for leaving bottles on porch causing a delivery hazard.
@@SnoopyDoofie Sounds like could be speaking from experience! As the paperboy. Most people do not act in the manner you described. These stories you hear about are usually just apocryphal!
@@MikeJohnson-ld9rn I have to agree with snoopydoo; today, in democratically-run metropolitan areas, they'd probably just steal the milk (eg., 6 Target stores closing down in San Francisco due to out-of-control crime/theft).
You've been guzzling too much FOX🦊KOOL-AID. Not many Republicans are bad eggs, but you are, to believe all that crap. You're the problem in America‼️
@@hazel555
@@dennisstephens4199 Seeing is believing though 😂 Certainly in San Francisco. You can't make that stuff up, FOX or no Fox.
My dad was a milk delivery man. I still have his uniform.
Wow, I not that old from milk delivery at home
that's awesome Mark.. 👍
Mark...that is so cool my friend ..I bet your dad was a popular man in your community
That is really kewl.
so was he married to your mom? sorry! i had to! i couldn't resist.
Our milkman knew our birthdays and would give us a small chocolate milk for free. Aww the sixties.
I love that! Remember our Mailman was like that too. We're had a basketball court in the street & he would shoot baskets from the truck! Even when his wife had twins all the neighborhood gave gifts. Same at Christmas.
The sixties? It was fading fast by then.
Yes Sheila, mailmen used to be friendly too. (Didn’t like when he delivered my draft notice though).
@@stephenpowstinger733 straight to the garbage with those damn notices.
The milk delivery era ended around the mid-sixties.
I remember overhearing my dad telling my mom that he thought I had an uncanny resemblance to our milkman. As a kid, I wasn't quite sure what he meant by that.
Hahaha!, I thought that at the scene with the black car and the dad driving away and the milkman was heading towards the house, I’m like” there goes the milkman to pork up yer wife, while you drive off to go to work.🤣
Funny..
Lol
@@toddprater14 same!!
Hi ya brother from a different mother.
Growing up in the 60’s we had our milk delivered. Well more than delivered, he would knock on the door and if no one answered, he would let himself in announced his presence and then proceed to put it away in the Refrig. Yeah people were trusted and doors were routinely unlocked back then. It’s unthinkable now days.
Thank the capitalists
66 thousand over the border and a child looks at his father or mother to survive in the USA. America will be a crap hole.
The "Meter Man" used to do the same thing walking into the house to the basement to read the electric meter. No one thought a thing of it. He was just doing a job. Times and days long in the past!
@@organicsoulgumbo Thank the humanist socialists .
@@williamzander4732 get out of here you racist. This is the best time to be alive for people of different colors, sexualities and religious beliefs. A child will survive just fine in today’s America, and they won’t have to worry about being bullied for what they want to do or be.
This was when there was cream on the inside of top of the bottles and you had to shake it up to mix it. We were still getting milk delivery in the mid 1960s. We could get milk, butter, cream and even ice cream.
Was that way when my mom grew up. Said she & her brother would pour the cream on their cereal before my Nan shook the bottles up.
Cream means non-homogenous. I didn’t like it. I was sad to see milk delivery end.
Shake it in ,no I pealed foil cap then drank off top ,I guess that's why I have a cholesterol problem now !
They still make milk like that. I deliver it in glass bottles and pick up the old ones. Some brands have the cream plug. Sure, its 8 bucks a bottle....
We just got married&had little to eat,a Borden man came to the door we got milk eggs,butter,cottage cheese and orange juice,WOW,We had bread so scrambled eggs,toast,butter,and juice,I thanked bordens and the Lord we were hungry,paycheck 2 days away😇.
In a Leave It To Beaver episode, he mentioned that one of his friends wanted to be a milk man when he grew up because he wanted to be able to drive a truck standing up.😅
Fonzie was thinking of being a cop so he could ride a motorcycle as a job
In suburban Boston we had a milkman and an egg man. I used to talk to them all the time since I was usually playing in our front yard when they came. They were both friendly gentleman. I can still picture them.
We had milk and an egg man. So great to remember.
Norwood...might have been same man...haha
Ours were combined.
Mr. Weir, our Sealtest milkman in his Divco truck delivered to us for over 20 years. We had him till he retired then mom bought our milk at the store.
Wow, just priced vintage milk box & bottles. Pricey.
In the late '50s and early '60s, our milk was delivered by the Sealtest milkman too. The cartons were a pasteboard type paper coated in wax that you could actually scrape off.
That's so cool the Disco truck, as I understand liquid packaging, waxed cardboard/pasteboard containers are the healthiest safest way to consume everything.
Our family had Borden "milk service" up to the mid 1970s. I loved the glass bottles of whole milk and heavy cream!
Our family had Borden milk service until 1978 in Houston, TX. Our milkman was Hank G. Fresh whole milk was great!
We.had.hood.milk.trucks.in.mass.no.more.but.funny.how.they.talked.about.Thatcher.inventing.the.milk.bottle.that.big.tall.thick.bottle.my.landlord.upstairs.from.me.gets.that.truck.dropping.of.those.milk.bottles.on.my.porch.still.gave.me.a bottle.once.felt.the.nostalgia.
The truth, Satanic Government made selling and buying real milk, NOT PASTEURIZED, illegal because of it's health benefits. They are all about making sickly controllable populations. "Can't have healthy intelligent people fighting back." ✝️🙏🇺🇸
I remember so vividly the Borden milk service, I had several toys of " Elsie " the Cow. I had a stuffed Elsie the cow.
@@MyName-zd9pe
LMFAO... 😂 😂 😂
We had delivery till around 1970? It was always so early, still dark, and Mom would leave the money in an envelope in the frozen chute, (if we could afford it that week) Our Milkman knew we had a large family, and would let us slide with the payment for a week or so... Before that, Mom would tell us her milk had cream at the top of a new jar, and how her siblings would argue about who got the first drink! Whenever I got to meet our driver, whatever the weather, his truck was spotless! He was always so nice as well, NEVER mentioning if we were late on a payment. Back then, it was so embarrassing if you missed a payment, no matter the amount.
Bonus cool about your story:
Buying Local from a private business & paying Cash.
@@monkeywkeys3916 yes!
Funny how these mobile delivery services think they are new.
But now you get corporate food delivered by big tech corporations. And both are charging $$$ up the Wazoo.
When you could have had it: Delivered Direct from the Farm by the Farmer. Or fresh from the Baker, Butcher ect.
Smart Phones sure have made people really smart!!!
G.S., you are so spot on! Our milkman/grocer/mailmen/ALL, were locals with invested interest's in the community! It was a marvelous time. Everybody knew each other, and saw fit to work as a team. It made things predictable, and so much easier! I was out in the boondocks, but in the cities, folks lived upstairs from their business, (small restaurants/bakery's/butcher shops, etc. Many had no use for vehicles~ I used to deliver to them, most were just two story homes on the corners where folks walked to. Another thing, as a kid running rampant, a kid could get thirsty,... we didn't think twice about drinking from someone's water hose, we were never bothered, except for a few ladies to tell us to make sure we shut it off.
@@tymesho
I remember much of that in the 70s. Water from the hose. Neighbors whatever. Running rampant as a kid, is a lost art form.
I remember the milk man delivering milk to our house. Sometimes as a very nice gesture, he would leave some chocolate milk for me and my siblings!!! Wonderful memories of my childhood!!!!!! Thanks for sharing this video!
I love that! A little treat 😀
Very nice pics and video, but frustrating that Recollection Road does not allow us to see many entire photos. The up close scrolling allows us to see only a portion of the photos art a time. I noticed this with other videos, as well.
chocolate was a real treat when it was in those glass bottles .
Where I grew up in the 70's in northern new england,we had a milkman and he also sold eggs. He had a horse and buggy that he used to do deliveries. This brought back some wonderful memories. Thank you.
That's really cool!
The horses would often get to know the route as well as the milkman. While he was delivering to one house, they would walk ahead to the next house and wait for him to get the products for that delivery, and so on.
That's so cool.
Horse drawn milk men were popular in Britain well into the 70s. Too bad sometime in the 90s we all switched to watery milk in plastic gallons!
@Michael Klouser
True true.
@@foobarmaximus3506maybe not America but horses for work were still common in parts of Western Europe through the 1980s.
This comment section is amazing. I love hearing you all's memories. ☺ I'm a millennial but growing up in this time sounded like it was so much fun.
We have a local dairy farm that offers home delivery, and we have been using them for a couple years now. A little more expensive but the quality of their products and the old school service is worth it. Somehow milk out of glass containers just tastes that much better.
Right on! I was born in 1961 and i remember when we got milk delivered to our "milk chute". I miss those days. Most of those people, including my parents & loved ones are gone now.
@@midnightrider7648 As I cannot see a delivery man putting glass bottles of milk into a downward "chute," perhaps you mean a "dumb waiter," a vintage small elevator, box on pulleys, to hoist small items like food deliveries up a multistory building.
I became a milk man at 17 years of age and was also born in 1961 palm dairies then beatrice to parmalat dairies they gave us are pink slips in 1997 Calgary Alberta @@midnightrider7648
Probably better quality milk also .
Most milk in America is from A1 cows such as holsteins and that milk is inferior ... it has less protein , less flavor and contains a . casein which most people are allergic to and causes the dairy allergy .
They started using these inferior holsteins when factory farming came about because they give about 28 gallons per milking .
Your milk probably tastes better because it might be from A2 cows such as the jerseys , gurnseys or the brown Swiss ... the milk tastes better and has more protein and does not have that awful a.casein ... but only delivers about eight gallons per milking .
It's all about profit and greed when they use A1 cows which is not what was normally used for human consumption .
Please ask them what kind of cows they're using , I bet it's A2 ... the good stuff .
And it's even better when it's cows that are grass-fed and the grass is organic no pesticides .
I recall my dad getting up at 3am to start his Carnation Dairy milk route at 4. He’d be finished with his route by early afternoon and then would go to the dairy to restock his truck for next day deliveries. He’d stock his truck with milk as well as orange juice, cottage cheese, choc milk. After restocking he’d “plug” in the truck’s refrig system overnite. It was quite a process where he had to keep track of orders, receipts and also do marketing to add new customers. The business really took a nosedive when convenience stores came about and sold dairy products.
When I was a kid Carnation Dairy used to advertise that their milk came from "contented cows". I asked my Dad, who worked for Foremost Dairy, if Foremost milk also came from contented cows. He told me, "Not on your life, son. Our cows are always striving to do more!"
The Carnation milk and chocolate chip ice cream was so good
Seeing the milk man was something I enjoyed as a boy, as I remember he was still delivering milk to us into the late 50s to early 60s. Something very special about those times.
On Saturday mornings, on my paper route, I would give the milkman a paper, and he gave me a chocolate milk. He would put a piece of dry ice in the milk box on the porch to keep the milk cool. I also remember the bread delivery. We had a small market a few blocks away and mom would call in her list and they would deliver. Back door was always open, and they would deliver, and put milk, eggs, butter, etc. in the fridge, if mom wasn't home.
Imagine that today. He'd get shot!
@@Kevin-yh9yt I hope I don't but most customers just have me leave the stuff on the back porch. I'll put it away if they request it. One person I will do that for since she's a bit immobile. I'll knock, walk in, put up her stuff and she always tips!
Yep! The milkman and the breadman, who also delivered various packaged caked goods. We had both...
I recall the Milkman delivering our milk and putting it in our outside box with a cube or ice back when I was a very young kid. Those were simple times, great times that our children will never experience.
That’s awesome
What fond memories. It really makes me a little sad.
see your doctor for meds
Yes i agree in the 1940s I remember my mother getting milk and butter from the milk man I miss those days and the 1950s those were the days but the are gone forever.
You know... nowadays you could have milk delivered everyday by Amazon. Wouldn't be the same though.
People were courteous and more kind back then.
@@maryackley3825 haha trash milk man
According to Wikipedia, by 2005, only .4% of consumers had their milk home delivered. However, home milk delivery increased during the 2010s because of the local food movement. There has also been recent increased demand for home milk delivery because of Covid-19.
Yeah, a bygone era. My grandmother had an extra bottle of Borden's milk (with Else the cow printed in raised red ink. I wish I had those bottles now.) delivered whenever I went for sleepovers. I miss you and love you Yiaya. 💕
In kindergarten my sister was Elsie the Cow for Halloween.
I sure remember the milkman coming to our house. Putting the empty bottles out with a little device that indicated what you wanted for that delivery. Those times are long gone.
Here in Denver, we were so lucky to have Royal Crest Dairy who delivered to our homes. Well, my grandparents’ home. I was just a kid. The ubiquitous wooden blue-and-white Royal Crest Boxes were on the porches of every house on the block. I remember Royal Crest made the best cottage cheese I ever ate. And delicious eggnog at Christmas. So many good memories.
I had Royal Crest services in the mid 90's, a box came with the house so we got the service, excellent cheese and milk and specialty items.
Yes, Royal Crest, just south of East Alameda Avenue, a little east of Washington Street (?) Downing (?), still running 1938 style Divco trucks in the early 1980s.
yea! yes, royal crest is awesome- i live in capitol hill in denver, and had them delivering me milk as recently as last year... had to stop because of porch pirates taking my moo juice! (or maybe some very thirsty kitties?😹) anyways, they have great products that i can get at some of the smaller groceries and specialty stores- great and local dairy! if y'all are still in denver, look for their stuff! or if you are more north of here, the longmont dairy is good too! 💖🥛🐄
My grandpa owned a dairy farm in rural Missouri, and my dad was the milkman. Even though Grandpa was retired by the time I came along, he always kept a cow that he would milk, up into his late 70s, and would bring us a gallon of what he called "real" milk every week. Now raw milk is illegal in most areas.
Raw Milk is legal in many states but not all, but many do not allow it to be sold in stores. Some states you can buy it directly from a farm. In some states, herdshares of it are legal. In some states it is only used for pet food. I think the only state that bans the sale outright of it is New Jersey. www.farmtoconsumer.org/raw-milk-nation-interactive-map/
It's been awhile but I remember milk delivery at our house. Eggs also plus other stuff usually available. Anyone else remember the huckster man during the summer. Fresh fruit and vegetables were sold from the back of a truck with the hucksters calling out what they had for the day
I remember growing up in Tucson Arizona back in 60's, & 70's. We had "shamrock dairy", they did home delivery. We had a driver living accross the alley from us. Thank you.
I remember the milkman coming to my house and picking up the empties and leaving the full ones. My parents would give my grandmother the money to pay him.She spoke no English,and it amazed me how her and the milkman communicated.
He would drop off the milk and she would hand him the money. And he would thank her with a nod of his head.
My grandmother and the milkman,the business I mean not the actual guy are long gone,but the memories of a simpler time live in my heart and head forever.
My dad was a " cooler man " working in the cold storage of Meadowbrook Dairy in Erie pa. Other local dairys were Senida , And Sterling. And Dairyland . We also had Borden and Sealtest.
Elsie, the Borden Cow is buried in Plainsboro NJ
Man, this brought tears to my eyes. Memories of simpler times. I think the milk was better then too! I wish I had some of those old bottles.
Are there antique shops near you? Are you by your hometown? Maybe they will have the real thing, and you can buy a couple!
Milk was better as you indicated, I recall Carnation as the best home delivered product, pulling out cardboard bottle plug, or the aluminum covered paper cap, brought joy as I drank to little cream that topped the bottle.
Drove a Divco milk truck delivering milk one summer in college, 76 I believe.
When I started driving a truck in 1988, I worked for Hawthorn Mellody Dairy in Whitewater, Wisconsin, ( Now out of Business) Some of the stories the old drivers told me about doing home deliveries was so interesting, these guys had such work ethic, now days that work ethic is gone, such great times, I miss those days, growing up, they were the greatest generation!
What kind of stories?
I don't think the work ethic is gone lol
I remember the milkman - he put the bottles on our back porch. Mom only stopped delivery when the store milk price became significantly less. We also had eggs delivered - Mr G from Brenham would bring 2 dozen eggs every couple of weeks.
We had a milk chute in the wall by the back door in the fifties and sixties , which the milk in glass bottles was delivered into. The biggest problem was in the cold in winter when we were at school and our parents worked , often the glass bottles would crack open , which happened too often. I remember white milk was 20 cents a quart and chocolate was 25 cents(around 1964)- a real treat especially in the summer..
We, too, had a milk chute. The outer door of the chute was a small metal door, with the inside door being larger. There was a narrow shelf inside the chute. It was next to the side door of the house, and if, on the rare occasion that no one was home when we kids came home, we would open the outer door of the chute, hoist ourselves up, open the inner door of the chute, and reach over and unlock the door of the house. Real secure house! Lol. My dad eventually closed it all in.
@@ohiohiker4301 Was this "chute" a small elevator, "dumb waiter" that pulleyed the milk (and you) upward? Unlike a trash "chute" where all motion is downward.
We had one as well.
@@JudgeJulieLit No, it was a small horizontal passageway from the outside. There was an outside door and an inside door.
@@robertromero8692 As my house did not have such a built-in chute, the milkman would deliver glass bottles of milk into a lidded metal box by our front door.
Those men started work very early. I helped a driver a few times, start 4am. Done by noon or so though.
Milk delivery was a big deal. Had to get the bottles out of the box outside and into the fridge...ASAP.
Oh no! As a kid I dropped one on the slate stoop out front. Yikes
@@samanthab1923 I dropped a bottle also...what a mess, got yelled at ...and the clean up milk and glass😫.
We used to ask the milkman for ice on hot days.
It is surprising how many people forget those insulated boxes we had outside to protect the temperature of the milk. Of course, to the young people the whole milk delivery thing is totally alien.
Jason Daniel Those are pretty pricy now if you can find them. My neighbors had one, they kept duck & goose feed in it. We have a creek that runs thru our properties. Always stayed fresh & dry.
I know this is about Milkmen, but My father was a Breadman in Stillman Valley, Illinois, back in the 1950-&-'60s. In fact, several of my relatives were breadmen as well. I have so many fond memories of my father's days as a breadman it's difficult to choose one! My father would take me along with him to do his route, I loved that! The wonderful aroma of racks of freshly baked bread, the thrill of being all grown up and 'working' with my dad! We even had 'Bread Fights'! We would throw loaves of bread at each other until one of us surrendered! lol! My father would even sit me on his lap, where I 'drove' his delivery van! One day, when I was five, my father couldn't take me along because his boss was going to be with him, but I was having none of that! I sat on the rear bumper of his Sunbeam Bread delivery van; I was going along, boss or no boss! Luckily, my aunt noticed me and ran to my rescue! (I never was a very bright child 👀) Now, I truly don't like to rain on this wonderful memory parade, but there is one issue no one is addressing here. That is the issue of 'The Don Juan Bread or Milkman'... My uncle was a breadman and a very handsome one at that! He was so amorous with his, more than grateful lady customers that his wife insisted that he quit his milkman job if he wanted her to stay with him! My uncle ended up quitting his job. For years after he quit, my uncle would regale us with stories of his Breadman Days of Conquest! But because he was such a good fella, he would always begin his stories with "I knew a guy who..." lol!
In the mid seventies I can remember meeting the milk man 3 days a week at about 6:00 a.m. while I was delivering newspapers. Good times !
When my Mom was growing up in the late 40s to the 50s in a small town in Pennsylvania, she told me that not only was there Milk deliveries daily, but also there were bread deliveries to the door of her Childhood home:)!! My Late Grandfather told me that in his day there were Ice Boxes, instead of the electric refrigerators and that a truck would deliver fresh ice for the Ice Boxes:)!! Also, I read in a book that in another American town around 1910 to 1930s where there was farm that had Cows that would eat the garlic that they grew on their farm and sales would drop off as the milk also tasted like garlic:)!!! Thanks for sharing this really nice American tradition:)!!
My mom was born in 1939 in a small city. They had the Ice man, rag man, along with milk delivery.
@@samanthab1923 ra
My grandmother's house still had a coal shute! And bin in the basement.
Kevin My husband did too! Big basement. His mom never had a dryer, used to hang the clothes up down there in the winter. I remember when we met his clothes always smelt so nice.
my family still calls it a ice box because of my grandma thats what she called it i am 58 yo
This boomer definitely remembers daily milk delivery into the 1960s. This was in a medium-size city in New York too, not some idyllic rural spot. We had that insulated metal milk box that used to sit on the back porch step kicking around in the garage until pretty recently.
Thank you for the video. My father was a milkman (I don't remember the name of the dairy) on Long Island NY in the early to mid 1950s. It was hard work, starting work in the early morning hours. The milk trucks were not refrigerated and he would have to pack the bottles into the wood/metal crates, then pack the crates with ice, then deliver them to homes. Then we moved to the San Fernando Valley in Southern California, where he was a milkman for Adohr Dairy (with refrigerated trucks, so no need to pack ice) until the mid-1960s. Milk in glass bottles can still be found in supermarkets here but the milk does cost more plus a bottle deposit. As far as I know,, Adohr has not been in business for a few decades.
Now every so often, I will splurge and buy some of Southern California's Broguiere Dairy milk or chocolate milk, it tastes so good. Milk in glass bottles just tastes better. At Christmas time, I just have to buy their egg nog, so rich and creamy.
My great grandfather and grandfather had a dairy farm on Long Island but it burnt down in 35. Born in 60 I remember the milkman coming in Kings Park and we lived in Huntington too. And then when I was 12 ,I ended up on a dairy farm in Amsterdam NY with my mother and stepfather.
@@freedomring4813 My parents moved the family from the city to a brand new house in Levittown when I was a toddler in the very early 1950s. I remember our house, and kid stuff like going shopping, thunderstorms, going to school, getting snowed in after a blizzard. I remember when my father drove our family to California during the summer before I started third grade here.
Janet Burke Lived in a Levitt house too. Parents first, brand new Cape '63 in NJ though.
@@samanthab1923 Please forgive my ramblings, but I have fond memories of our house and life in Levittown. I remember the big brick fireplace, and especially remember the kitchen. It had an under-counter front loading washing machine with a window in the washer door. The counter tops were stainless steel with a stainless steel sink, faucet and sprayer. When I was a little girl, I did not like to have my hair washed in the bathtub and get shampoo in my eyes. My mother had a solution: she had me lay down on my back on the counter. She'd hold up my head over the sink, shampoo my hair, and rinse it with the sink sprayer, and no shampoo would get in my eyes.
The house had a large peach tree in the back yard, which obviously had been planted there years before our house was built. My mother made peach jam with the extra peaches. In the front yard, we had a forsythia bush, roses and other flowers that my parents planted. The forsythia was always the first to bloom in the spring. (I've never seen a forsythia bush in Southern California, but then again, there are not a lot of citrus or avocado trees in the Northeastern States.)
My husband and I like to take a short, 20 minute drive to a neighboring county, where there are agricultural areas with many citrus groves, avocado groves, and farms growing strawberries, tomatoes, carrots and other fresh produce that is shipped all over our country and even overseas. We like to visit the farm stands and get fresh food picked that morning. That's one of my most favorite things to do. I do know there are also a lot of good farms in the East, especially NJ, NY & PA. If one cannot visit any farm stands, I would recommend shopping at local farmers markets.
Have a great week!
Janet Burke Not at all, it's what this channel is for. The radiant heat in the kitchen was always missed after we moved.
I still have the insulated aluminum box and 4 gallon glass bottles on my front porch. Kind of funny how much we reused things and threw away less before environmentalism became all the rage. Who remembers walking the roadsides looking for returnable bottles?
Great pictures! My granny told me about this and ice delivery. I remember Winn Dixie had grocery delivery in the 70’s. My granny would call to order and a young man delivered. She’d always let me give him the tip lol I also remember full service gas stations. It was so nice to pull up and a nice man with a smile would check your oil, check tires, clean windshields and pump gas. Things were great! Good memories. 🥰 Overpopulation was the end of “simpler times”.
One of my uncles delivered for Foremost in San Jose, CA into the 1970s and would sometimes drop by after his route to visit my mom. Usually he brought samples of new things they were starting to carry like yogurt and face cream! The first time I ever tried raspberry yogurt was from his truck!
Amazing! I lived in downtown San Jose and had milk delivered in the early 70s … maybe it was your uncle! He was awesome… so dependable
When I was a boy in the late 50s and early 60s it was my job to put the empties out in the galvanized box on the porch, and bring in the freshly delivered milk in the morning. The sound of clinking milk bottles was my signal to get up and go. At school lunch, we had ice cold milk in glass pints with foil caps...for a Nickle. Simpler times.
In 1950 we lived in the county in NJ. The milkman also delivered to the local school. If anyone had been absent and didn't get their milk, the milkman saved them and delivered the little bottles to the houses where little kids like me lived. Every so often a little bottle of chocolate milk would show up at our house.
I miss Carnation to this day, the fresh milk and buttermilk donuts were fantastic!
I love these videos you make. Keep it up!
same here!
My house ( built in the 50's )has a metal milk mailbox built into the brick, it stays cold even in the summer! It was welded shut from the outside before we bought the place but I've often thought of turning it into a cooler for when we have outside guests. RIP to the milkmen. Thanks for this vid.
Our house had the same thing. Built in 1950.
We had milk delivery until the early 70s...I remember hearing the truck come up the street and would stop at every house. I wish I still had the box that sat on our porch.
We had milk delivered to our door till about the mid to late 1960s. I remember if our daily 'requirements' had changed, Mum would roll a little hand written note into the top of the last bottle used, with what she needed. The EXACT change for the purchase was dropped into the bottle that she would ALWAYS be sure to wash out thoroughly.
When the Avro 'Arrow' (interceptor jet) was cancelled ( we lived in Malton, Ontario at the time ), and most of the men at Avro lost their jobs because of it, our milkman said he would still be delivering the milk each day, and to "pay when we could". He didn't want the kids to go without. Those were the days when people looked out for each other.
My Dad delivered milk for 30 years with the co pany Golden Arrow Dairy in Vista, California. They had the first bottle plant with cows and a place where elementary kids would take field trips to experience the entire process if milking the cow to production. My siblings and I avoided getting into mischief as Dad delivered to both sides of town and it seems everyone knew him well. My mother made us identical uniforms and in the summer we took turns getting to ride along and help Dad a bit.....it was a. very exciting experience for a grade schooler...especially being a girl. My Dad was very dedicated to all his customers and we were very proud of him. At that young age I thought his job was more important than being President if the United States. These are fond memories of a great Dad. Sincerely Debbie Chaney age 71....my Dad lived to the ripe age of 90.
He certainly had decades of good daily exerise.
It’s kinda weird how nowadays they don’t do school trips like that anymore, probably because of factory farming.
I remember milk delivery to our New England house, in heavy glass containers, until 1964 or so.
The new thing became either plastic jugs or paper cartons. Jugs were one gallon and paper was half-gallon.
I guess everyone went from home delivery to buying at the supermarket because it was cheaper....
I learned on the PBS showThe Farmer and the Foodie that unhomgenized milk requires glass bottles. The cream sticks to the plastic jug and you can't mix it in.
We still get our milk delivered by Smith Brothers every Thursday. They're our local dairy company here in the Puget Sound area, and they're still going strong after 100+ years.
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Likely not affiliated with the Smith Brothers Cough Drops of yore.
I remember visiting my grandparents in Asheville, NC as a boy and the Biltmore Dairy truck would make the rounds and they had the most delicious products. Also, they had the Biltmore Dairy bar restaurant that had the best food, hands down. Going to Asheville was not complete without a visit to the Biltmore Dairy Bar to eat. Now, all of it is gone and I sure do miss it.
I remember the Biltmore Dairy containers from visiting my aunt and other family in Black Mountain. Also went to see the sweet-natured Jersey cows on the Estate property.
If you go to the hotel near Biltmore estate (Doubletree, IIRC). they have a display about Biltmore Dairies. They have a dairy wagon and statue of a horse along with a figure of. Jersey Cow. They also have a nice collection of antique ice cream and butter molds.
I still remember my grandmother had her metal milk ice box in front of her house for the milkman to deliver and take the empty bottles. Great memories from the late 1960's and early 70's.
I still have a galvanized steel milk box with the Abbott's Dairy logo on it. We used to have a local soda bottler that made home deliveries too.
That's cool. My neighbor has an old milk box we use to keep duck & geese food in. We have a creek that runs thru our property.
I remember those beverage places. Big bottles of soda, no cans.
@@samanthab1923 , soda tasted better in bottles too.
@@gregggoss2210 in my country we have soda sold in glass bottles, plastic bottles and cans. All three taste different even though its the same recipe
@Gregory Smith , yes.
I remember delivering papers in the 70's, and about a dozen customers had milk boxes on their porches for milk delivery. Being as I delivered the evening paper, a couple of them left instructions to leave the paper in the milk box.
We had milk delivered to our house when I was a child, they put it in a small cooler box by our back door, memories 🙂
I was born in 1963 and can just barely remember my grandmother getting milk delivery service. Like so many other episodes of Recollection Road,it brings back memories from my childhood into my early to mid 20s.
when there were 2 teens, 2 tweens and 2 parents living in the house, a gallon of milk didn't last the day, so my mom had a milk machine installed with 10 gallon bags and a big rubber hose sticking out that Steve, our milkman, would install once a week. when things changed my mom would drive out to McIlheney's Dairy in the North Valley of Albuquerque for Whole Milk, with the cream on top. It's an acquired taste I never acquired. My Mom grew up on a farm, nuff sedd.
I worked in a restaurant that had one of those milk machines, it was always ice cold and I loved it.
My parents had their milk delivered from Creamland Dairy . I would sneak out to the porch and drink the cream on top , ( the caps were made of some kind of paper and fluted cardboard material,)and my mom would say “ this milk is so watery”. I never fessed up to being the one who “ skimmed “ the top and caused it to be so “ watery” 😈. 🙏
@@foobarmaximus3506 eww you must be alot of fun at parties, so rude dang
As did my mom, and she loved the pasteurized but not homogenized milk, with the cream on top. Said it tasted like a milk shake.
My father bought a used milk delivery truck in the mid sixties, and converted it into our hunting, fishing and camping rig.
I don't recall the brand of truck, but it had a Continental Motors Red Seal engine and that rig was a beast! It hauled us around on many a great adventure.
I was born in '63......we still had milk delivery until about '74-'75 here on the outskirts of Cincinnati. I remember all too well the sound of the dairy truck pulling into our gravel driveway and the clinking of the glass bottles. Simpler times for sure! :-)
The bottles rattling around in the metal basket while the Milkman Dashed from the truck to the door was a familiar sound .
My son is in his 20's & likes collecting the local dairy farm bottles. Just got a metal carrier!
@@samanthab1923 Cool .
I'm sure anybody watching these videos knows that memories of these times dies with our generation.
Which is why videos like this are so important and special!
I deliver milk in deposit bottles, we cover urban areas all over the Midwest. It's around you just gotta look. Might not be as personable as it used to be but it's as close as you'll get to getting milk almost direct from the farm in a city.
Walmart delivers groceries. I have not been shopping for a year. I like it.
True... but it's not really about the milk.
Yes. Our Era is gone forever. Sad.
Growing up in Southern California 60's to early 70's We had milk delivery in our neighborhoods. We had Jessups, Carnation and Alta Dena milk deliveries. Carnation being the biggest. If we ever ran out of milk, which was often with 4 kids and mom that put milk in her coffee, we would buy from one of the trucks. They had both bottles and cartons. We always bought the cartons since we were not customers and they got the bottles. My grandmother who lived in Burbank had a passthrough for milk and such next to her back door. It was painted shut outside but in the kitchen you could still open it up to look inside. It was metal lined. Great memories. Thanks.
Back when, the milk was delivered to our home in Marquette, Michigan by the Hillcrest Dairy. Other companies like the Bancroft Dairy also delivered milk. The fresh milk was from the cows at the dairies. Milk was delivered each morning placed in an insulated metal box on our back pouch. Thank you for the memory.
We used to love the milk man. He would always give me, my sister, and my brother a piece of dentine gum. If we weren't home he would leave 3 pieces on the top of the milk bottle. We had milk delivered from the ideal dairy. We got a half gallon in a glass bottle with a paper cap on it every other day in the mid sixties.
We also had those paper or cardboard caps on the smaller milk bottles in school.
In my suburban neighborhood that had a US mail box depositary on the corner, when the mailman came in his truck to unlock and empty the box, we kids would pause in our sport games, run over to the mailman, and the one of us who correctly or most nearly guessed the number of letters in the box he rewarded with a piece of Bazooka pink bubble gum (with a little comic strip inside).
Milk delivery in glass bottles has made a comeback here in Illinois with Oberweiss dairy in Northeast Illinois and Laesh Dairy in Central Illinois.
That is good to know. I was born in Normal, Illinois in the 1960's, and although I remember a metal box outside our front door for milk bottles, I don't remember ever seeing a milkman even in those days.
We had milk delivery from Bowman milk in Chicago. They also delivered fresh orange juice and the best grape juice ever!
good news wo hooo long live the old ways
I grew up in the 60s and they delivered not only our milk, but cottage cheese, coffee cream, ice cream and other milk products too. It was so Americana! Ron was our milk man and he left the milk in the milk box on the front porch. Sure miss those innocent times.
In the 1950's, our milkman would come down the alley behind our house to deliver milk into the milk box built into our house. We knew the milk delivery days and time he would come and ran out to greet him when we heard the truck. We always asked him for some ice which he gave to us with a smile. If we were good kids, our parents would get a bottle of chocolate milk. The milk back then was in glass bottles and the cream floated on top for our cereal or we could shake it up to make all the milk richer. Great times fondly remembered.
Our milk was left in a Milk box by the back door. The box had an aluminum outter finish as insulation to keep the box cool inside.
I went to school with a classmate whose father was a milk delivery man. I remember opening up the front porch and pulling in the glass milk bottles filled with milk, and putting the empty bottles outside for pickup. Then the plastic bottles hit the shelves, and home delivery ended.
I was born in the early 50's.
And we had home milk delivery from the 50's, right up into the middle of the 70's.
As a kid, I recall old Mike the "Milk man" generosity giving out free ice, all summer long, to anyone that asked!
He always kept a fresh, covered bucket of clean ice right by his seat in the truck!
And, for those few genuinely Poor folks that lived on his route, he often paid their bill himself!
When he died, very suddenly of a heart attack, the ENTIRE TOWN turned out for his funeral. And a collection taken up for his Widow totalled several thousand dollars.
GOD BLESS HIM!
He certainly had "the milk of human kindness" and has now met his just reward.
I remember visiting my Grandmother in England in the late 60's and seeing the bottles of milk in the morning I always thought it tasted so much better in glass bottles.
Although I'm too young, I do remember findin' some old milk bottles in the cellar of my childhood house (around 1985 or so). And if I remember right, they were branded w/ recognizable dairies, like Hood & Borden.
I'm surprised to learn there was still milk delivered into the 1990s. One of my memories is of the milkman driving standing up as he made his rounds in the neighborhood. I miss those days.
I had forgotten about their uniform with their tie and brimmed hat! I can remember in the 70’s how we would be so excited to see our milkman and how when we weren’t home he would leave our glass milk bottles in our insulated metal box with the flip lid that said “Carnation” on the side. I don’t know what ever happened to our box…I’ve seen them in antique shops along with old glass milk bottles. Imagine having to give milk to your baby in glass bottles back then! I think milk tasted so much better when it was in glass!
The Milkman, the Helm's Bakery truck, the Vegetable and Fruit truck. Even an Ice Cream truck ! All just a memory, but boy was it fun ! It was always a "Special" day when they came by. Boy am I OLD !
My Dad (RIP), was a dairyman for 40 years. He worked for several daries in Dade County, Florida. I remember the bottles, then the half gallons in wax coated cardboard boxes. If I was a good girl, and that was a feat for me, he would bring home a pint of chocolate milk for me.
He said "milk is the one food source that provides the most vitamins and minerals to sustain life." I think that's still true today.
Vitamins A and D, calcium and phosphorus. And tryptophan.
🇦🇺 I remember milk in glass bottles with foil caps being delivered at home, I think in the 70s. I will have to ask mum if she remembers when that ended. At primary school we used to get crates of small bottles of milk delivered for the morning break (‘little lunch’). If they sat in the sun the milk would be warm by the time it was handed out.
In suburban Birmingham in the early 60s we had a milkman, egg man, laundry man, bread man,and vegetable man.
When I was growing up we had an insulated metal box that sat on the front porch. The milkman left the milk in it with a chunk of ice to keep the milk cold. There were two competing dairies in town & we got deliveries from both - M-W-F from one and T-Th from the other, but they both used the same ice box.
And, I don't know why, but in the spring you always could tell when wild onions had sprouted in the pastures.
Byrne Dairy delivery in Syracuse NY. Love the memories of the glass bottles.
I can remember back in the 1970's when we had Meadow Gold milk delivered to our home. The milkman would leave it at the front door early in the morning. It was delivered in the large half gallon paper cartons.
We had the bottles and cartons Meadow gold. You could get cream,butter,sour cream,ice cream and in the summer ice cream sandwiches. In the summer you can also get ice pops. Kind of like frozen Kool-Aid on a stick
@@berylwhite2983 In some parts of USA, by analogy with "icicle," ice fruit juice flavored pops that were on conjoined twin flat thin wood sticks are "popsicles." And chocolate ice cream on one stick, a "fudgsicle." If the ice cream were orange flavored, an "orangesicle." Too a "creamsicle." I recall the Good Humour Man from his truck sold these.
@@JudgeJulieLit I had forgot about that but that is very true thanks for the great memory
@@berylwhite2983 Yw.
They used to deliver milk at the schools and those little cartons I remember as a child.
Grew up in Carolina during the 1960's and 1970's, and each week our "Milk Man" would deliver our standing order of 1/2 gallon of milk in a glass bottle with ice to keep it cold throughout the day (because, both my parents worked outside the home), and it always tasted great. I also remember there being a paper order form. Which, my Mom would use (and tie to the neck of an empty return bottle) to request extra items be left if, needed such as cottach cheese, egg nog, and chocolate milk. Yes, those were the good old days (smile...smile).
In Illinois, the only dairy that I know of that still puts milk in glass bottles is Oberweis Dairy. 🐮
My daughter lives in Chicago and found milk in glass bottles. She 💘 it
We had Carnation deliver to our house in the mid sixties.
Only remember Carnation Instant breakfast. Delicious malted milk mix.
Ditto, ‘50s and’60s, in Lakewood, next to Long Beach, LA County. Ray the milkman delivered fresh Carnation milk and other dairy products to our backdoor.
I think it was getting hard to find home delivery by mid-60's in Point Loma area of San Diego. Additional issue was 3 boys guzzling 1-2 gallons a day ... so my Dad decided to start buying powdered milk. It was wet and white. That's about it.
@@samanthab1923 I liked those a lot. Thought they tasted great, especially the vanilla. Was attracted to anything with malt and sugar.
@@donalddodson7365 I guzzled too straight from the bottle and, later, the carton.
It's 2024 and I have just had my first fresh from the farm milk delivery to my home. God bless Texas. Doing it right.
Milk was not sold in stores yet when I was a kid, so we relied on the milkman. Winters were always an adventure when the bottles froze and exploded. Everyone had a milk box. Those must be quite the antiques now.
In the 1970's, I lived in the City of Detroit, Michigan and I even remember when we had milk delivery service.
The name of the dairy companies were:
#1, Borden's, #2, Twin Pines.
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I remember when the A&P had glass bottles for the milk.
We had milk delivered for years in the late 50's and early 60's and it was more convenient than lugging it home from the store. The ultimate shift away from delivered was the cost. By the way the trucks carried other things like cream, buttermilk, ice cream etc. that you could by on the spur of the moment. We had a refrigerator the whole time but love the delivery which was usually twice a week. We were still getting milk in glass bottles in the early 60's
Through 1966 my mother engaged an outside commercial diaper pickup, cleaning and redelivery service.
Thank you for the wonderful memories your channel brings to all . They always brighten my day and bring back a time when America and the world was a much better place .
Not only did we have a milk man but we had a bookmobile. The bookmobile would park in our driveway as we had a circular driveway big enough to easily accommodate the bookmobile truck. I loved it as a kid when the bookmobile came.
Milk never tasted so good as ice cold from glass bottles
My jokester father used to tell me that the milkman was my real “father.” Quite the comedian, weren’t you, Dad?🙄😝lol
When I was growing up in the 50's, we had to have a tin box on the porch for milk deliveries (but it froze anyway during the winter). I also remember a bread truck and the Jewel Tea man, who came door to door.
I can remember when I was young, Biltmore dairy farms delivered milk to my aunt and uncle every week and if we were good my aunt would buy us a popsicle as well
I remember!!! I was really young, now 69. Men taking such pride in their jobs so well dressed & polite. Where has our world gone??? 😕🤗🇺🇸