We Broke into an Ice Cream Truck
May 7, 2012 Leave a comment
So maybe this bout of B & E will ruin any shot I have at realizing my dream of working for a church, but it is a story worth sharing as I look back on the life of a co-worker and friend.
The radio business provides many duties, and even the most seemingly trivial of assignments can play a huge role in a successful product. One of the important things I needed to make sure of was that our company’s ice cream truck was plugged in and that power was going to the freezer in the back. This was the responsibility of each shift, and is the best way to avoid a melted mess.
Well, I happened to come into work one night and noticed the power light had been off. After talking to a co-worker, Dusty, we discovered it may have been off for quite awhile. I opened the freezer in the truck to find a liquid catastrophe; ice cream everywhere that needed to be dumped immediately.
The truck wasn’t parked near the dumpster, so I drove it down and emptied the contents. It was on my way back to the truck that I realized the worst–I locked the keys inside. Not only that, the engine was running.
I didn’t know what I was going to do. Would my supervisors come to work the next day to find an ice cream truck that was out of gas parked oddly in the lot? This was bad.
I turned to Dusty for help, and this is when he took over in leading our efforts of breaking into the ice cream truck.
As we started off simple, I’m sure we tried things like picking the locks, wedging the door open, and snaking a clothes hanger down through the window. None of this was working, but Dusty was determined.
Because this was an ice cream truck, there was a huge double-window on one side. For several minutes, Dusty tried to get this window open from the outside with everything he could find, including a PVC pipe that was left in the parking area during some construction. Nothing from the outside did it. I knew it was time to make a call and tell all to our engineer so he would drive 20 minutes in the middle of the night to come unlock the truck. Dusty was determined to finish the job.
The only other way into the ice cream truck was through a vent on the roof. Sure enough, Dusty was climbing up there while I… uh… stayed on the ground and spotted him. It took a little forcing, but Dusty broke past the plastic dome that covered the vent, and he now had an entry point!
Though jumping through the roof would have been cool, the opening was only big enough to fit an object inside. With that in mind, Dusty guided a curved piece of PVC pipe to the double-window and used it to slide the window open. He would then come down, climb through the window, and get the keys. Victory at two in the morning!
This story is one that describes Dusty best. He is someone I will remember as a truly good person who would do whatever he could for you, and not many people will climb to the roof of a truck, much less damage company property in an effort to stop you from making a phone call (side note: he was pretty sure he could open the top without breaking it.) Dusty was that kind of guy.
I was sad to hear Sunday morning that Dusty passed away the night before–far too young and far too full of life and creativity. I haven’t seen Dusty since he left radio last May, but I still remember him as someone who was always good for great conversation and would really look out for people. I enjoyed keeping up with him online, with our last dialogue being around Easter. It is hard to believe he’s gone, and I know he is missed by many.
Dusty, thank you for everything. It was good working with you and extremely fun be an accessory to you turning around a disaster with the ice cream truck. I am one of those who misses you. I wish we were still looking at things through your eyes.

