The house I grew up in had a milk door and a coal shoot, although by the time I came around the furnace had been converted to natural gas. My grade school still had a working coal boiler.
On Saturday mornings I used to help the milk man deliver the milk and cream in glass bottles with paper stoppers. We also had bread delivery daily.
On Saturday mornings I used to help the milk man deliver the milk and cream in glass bottles with paper stoppers. We also had bread delivery daily.















