I consider myself very special for getting "hucklebucks on demand". My Uncle Lionel was the hucklebuck man on N. Rocheblave down the street from Triangle on St. Bernard. I have fond memories of my dad driving us over to the house in the summer. We would just walk past the line of kids standing in the sun and go into the house. I made sure to hold on the tight because I got dirty looks for "skipping the line"
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