There is nothing quite like the thrill of hearing the ice cream truck. That jingle starts to play and you freeze for only a moment to consider whether or not you have any change in your pocket. If you do, you take off running, without any consideration as to if your parents need to know where you've gone. If you don't, you frantically burst through your door and beg whoever is home to give you money, talking so fast that literally no one would be able to understand. When you finally make it within range of the truck, and you