The potato man had only one eye, and his face, why, it was as lumpy as a potato itself. He was scary all right. And it seemed he was bad luck too. The first day he came down EAST Street riding his vegetable wagon. The boy began getting into scrapes-- over squeezing an orange into his sister's hair, or breaking a window. Or getting close enough to Mr. Angelo( for that was the potato man's name) to be filching potatoes that bounced off his wagon. But the scariest day of all came just before Christmas... here is a vivid look into American's past ( the time of the Stanley Steamer), and a vivid story to match about a boy, a fearsome old peddler, a dog, a pomegranate -- and kindness.The potato man had only one eye, and his face, why, it was as lumpy as a potato itself. He was scary all right. And it seemed he was bad luck too. The first day he came down EAST Street riding his vegetable wagon. The boy began getting into scrapes-- over squeezing an orange into his sister's hair, or breaking a window. Or getting close enough to Mr. Angelo( for that was the potato man's name) to be filching potatoes that bounced off his wagon. But the scariest day of all came just before Christmas... here is a vivid look into American's past ( the time of the Stanley Steamer), and a vivid story to match about a boy, a fearsome old peddler, a dog, a pomegranate -- and kindness.