英语翻译When milk arrived on the doorstepWhen I was a boy growin

英语翻译
When milk arrived on the doorstep
When I was a boy growing up in New Jersey in the 1960s,we had a milkman delivering milk to our doorstep.His name was Mr.Basille.He wore a white cap and drove a white truck.As a 5-year-old boy,I couldn’t take my eyes off the coin changer fixed to his belt.He noticed this one day during a delivery and gave me a quarter out of his coin changer.
Of course,he delivered more than milk.There was cheese,eggs and so on.If we needed to change our order,my mother would pen a note-“Please add a bottle of buttermilk next delivery”-and place it in the box along with the empty bottles.And then,the buttermilk would magically appear.
All of this was about more than convenience.There existed a close relationship between families and their milkmen.Mr.Basille even had a key to out house,for those times when it was so cold outside that we put the box indoors,so that the milk wouldn’t freeze.And I remember Mr.Basille from time to time taking a break at our kitchen table,having a cup of tea and telling stories about his delivery.