 to his customers who made their purchases and hurried on their way. Milton's may have seemed a miserable existence, especially when they observed neighborhood bullies gleefully hurling stones at him, or when he was seen shivering in the snow or trudging through the streets after dark, his arms laden with sacks of sugar and supplies for his confections. Milton made the caramels himself, you see. Often walked miles to get fresh milk from local farms. His mother and his aunt helped by wrapping and packaging the candy.