Seeing the Icie Man on every other corner in the Bronx, whenever the sun shone bright and high in the sky, was every kid’s magic moment. When we were sweating so bad, it would sting our eyes, and our shoes felt as if they were melting into the concrete. But eventually, everything cleared up, especially when we heard the Icie Man yelling his particular jingle.  So just to feel that soft ice in our little hand, and seeing the assorted colors was a guarantee that our taste buds were about to encounter a rainbow of coolness and relief was on the way.