Yes, I remember milkmen and bringing in the bottles from the stoop and seeing where the cream had risen to the top and had to be carefully poured off and saved for Daddy’s coffee. And I remember ice men delivering ice after you put a card in your window saying your refrigerator could use 25, 50 or 75 pounds. And I remember men in pushcarts going down the street in Texas yelling, "Hot tamales! Hot tamales! Get ‘em while they’re hot." And I remember when newspapers put newsboys on the street in major cities selling "Extras" with the latest news. And yelling "Extra! Extra! Read all about it. Will Rogers plane crashes in Alaska!"   

Progress is not always progress. But generally I’d say it is. We could, however, go back to having milk delivered in glass bottles. That would be good.