Milkman, Dugans bread man, Fuller Brush man, Avon Lady.... I think my mother still has some Fuller brushes.
The milk box sat on our front porch just to the right of the door. If you got in trouble during the warmer months you had to sit on the milk box as a punishment. It was agony because you could see all your friends out in the street playing and riding bicycles. They would call for you but you couldn't move an inch off the milk box or you'd be in worse trouble.