Thursday, April 16, 2009

Memories - Ice House

Occasionally, I'm going to recall some of my memories from when I was a kid.

I was born August 16, 1945 at the very end of World War II. We lived in a very small (about 900 sq. ft.) house on Stewart Place in Nashville, Tennessee.

My dad didn't have to go into the service because he had a job working for a dairy that was considered essential.

Several of the people on our street still had "ice boxes" that used blocks of ice for cooling food. We may have had one when I was a baby, but all I recall is an old-fashioned electric refrigerator - small, but modern for it's time.

There was still an ice house where you could buy blocks of ice. It looked a little something like the picture only minus the horses and ice wagon.

I can remember going to the ice house to get a block of ice for various reasons - to keep watermelons cool, for ice to make ice cream, etc. On a hot summer day it was neat to feel the cold air coming out of the door.

I was also fascinated by the ice tongs that the men would use to grab and haul the ice blocks. To my young eyes they worked like magic because I knew those blocks were heavy.


Anyone else remember ice houses?

6 comments:

Keri said...

Not me! ;)
I do remember plastic ice cube containers before automatic ice makers! But I really enjoy your memories.

How are you doing? All healed up?

Dan and Betty said...

Keri, it will be a couple more weeks before I can lift anything heavy or ride my horse, but other than that I'm doing well. Thanks for asking.

Fantastyk Voyager said...

Thanks for the history lesson. I find it fascinating how people got by in the old days. I don't think I could live without modern day conveniences, ziplock bags, especially.

The Wades said...

Not me. I didn't know there were people still alive who did!! ;)

I'm definitely looking forward to more of these memories. Maybe next time will you tell us about dinosaurs and what kind of pets they made? ;)

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

Yes, where I grew up on Glen Burnie, MD, there was an old Ice House that looked a lot like the one in the picture. We drove by it every day and it was still in operation up until I was a teenager in the 1980's.

My own family would stop by to pick up ice for get-togethers and camping trips.

See you guys on Sunday :)

~Lisa

Keri said...

Note: This is from my Father-in-law who turned 80 this year.


I enjoyed, dan & bettys blog. I commented on the, iceman, but I guess they didn't
get it. From early on when I was born in 1928 we had a ice-box till 1940. I recall
the ice-card with the various block sizes of ice that you would place in your front
window with the selected size of block ice you wanted delivered. The iceman would
come in the side door into our kitchen carrying the block ice with "ice-tongs". He
had this rubber like cape over his back carrying the ice. This cape had a pleasant
smell all its own. It seems in those days most everything was delivered right to
your doorstep. Talk about service with a smile. Same thing with groceries. You
could place your order over the phone and within the hour they were delivered.
Many happy memories of my childhood.