Stoops are everywhere!
My mom (born in Omaha, and resident of Council Bluffs, Iowa since 1942 or thereabouts) has always called the front porch of our house the "front stoop". In fact, just tonight she was telling me about all the leaves on "the stoop"
I never saw glass-bottled milk (outside of movies and TV shows) until I moved to Seattle, but we had the same Robert's Dairy delivery guy from my earliest memories until I went away to college. By that time, we were the only ones in the neighborhood still getting milk delivered, and my Mom felt so bad about telling him we didn't need him anymore. It turned out that he was happy, as his old truck had a hard time getting up our hill (my hometown is quite hilly, and we live on the highest hill)
I used to buy the glass bottled milk here in Seattle, but I would always forget to return the bottles for deposit (and the deposit was hefty) so I got out of the habbit. When I moved out of my apartment, I took ten or so empty milk bottles in, and got quite a nice little payment for them.