A strange smell in an elevator opened a door I hadn’t walked through in decades, carrying me back to plastic Halloween masks, orange candy buckets, Washington Avenue, and my mother’s hand holding mine.
Tag: Bronx Nostalgia
The Cold War in the Canyons: Good Humor vs. Mister Softee
Some sounds stay with you forever. In the Bronx, summer had two sirens: the quiet dignity of Good Humor by the park gate and the chaotic Mister Softee jingle echoing through the concrete canyons. This is the story of the Ice Cream Wars — the chase, the ritual, and the loyalties that shaped a generation.