“In the ‘40s, my family HAD one of those old refrigerators!! Ours was pale green. Every other day Henry McCordick (not sure of spelling!) would come to the house with a big block of ice held in a large claw and put it into our fridge.
There was a drip pan underneath the fridge on the left-hand side. My father would empty the melted ice every night when he got home from work! We were so thrilled when we finally could afford a white electric refrigerator that my folks bought at Forsberg’s in Campello. Years later I disposed of that old green fridge in the E. B. dump! Should have saved it for an antique!!”
Respectfully submitted, Betty Stirling
Ed note: Thank you, Betty, for sharing this memory!