Yes, the ice cream truck does bring back memories.
The pictures of the scissor sharpener are cool. I don't every remember seeing anyone on a bike doing that.
I don't remember a game call 'kick the can' but I do remember kicking plenty of cans.
I remember when we had moved to California, my dad was in the Navy. We were living near where Disneyland was. I remember loving to go there. My dad got sent to Okinawa so it was just my mom and us kids in California. My mom had my brother write a letter to the show 'Truth or Consequences' and tell them about how much we missed our dad and how much we needed him because our bicycles were broken. Well, the TV show had my dad flown in from Okinawa and my mom knew ahead of time we would be on the tv show and my dad would be there. It was so cool. The host of the show called my brother up from the audience and had him talk into this big huge box, like it was a radio. The host told my bother to ask when our dad would be home and when my bother asked, my dad said 'Right now' and he jumped up out of the box. We were so surprised. They brought out new bicycles for my brother and I. It was really cool. I think I was probably around 7 or 8 years old.
Other great memories were just the drives we did from Texas to California. There is so much to see along the way, the Grand Canyon, Knott's Berry Farm, the Painted Desert and the Petrified Forest. I loved spotting the desert sand twisters that swirled around. Some of the trips were just drive straight through and my parents carried a big coffee can for us to pee in so they would not have to keep stopping along the way.
I remember my dad getting so tired of us asking 'Are we almost there?'
Later we moved to Vista, California and I was there for the 4th, 5th and 6th grades. I loved it there. Such beautiful country with hills and streams. Vista was at the foot of the Palomar mountains where the Palomar observatory was. We really enjoyed going up there.
All these memories make me want to travel and see more of our beautiful country.