A few years ago, my daughter (who lives in Oklahoma City) sent me a text. It was simply a picture of a grocery store freezer compartment stacked with a bunch of yellow Mayfield’s ice cream cartons. It took me a moment before I realized this was a picture taken in OKC. What? Mayfield’s Ice Cream was in Oklahoma City? Needless to say, she told me she had bought several different flavors, and she and her husband and four kids had enjoyed the Tennessee goodness. Sadly, it was a temporary thing. Guess thirteen hours on the road in a big yellow truck was too long to sustain.