To me, this will always be the unofficial end of Summer. And every year it comes all too quickly. That it is a holiday having the word "labor" has always struck me as contradictory. Labor is work, so why celebrate that?
Well, darlings, because it is work, no matter how small, like this blog, that moves the engine of society forward. Now, don't get me wrong, dears, I am not a venture capitalist. Far from it; hell, it was established, as soon as I was out of college that I was not the corporate type, and in the cruelest of ways.
There are in some jobs that are more strenuous than others--construction workers, home care aides, and those who work in care facilities. If any group deserves a holiday, it is these people; in fact, they deserve more than a day. And not just them, but all of us who have labored through their lives, including students of all levels.
Yes, Labor Day is saying goodbye to Summer. It is the last cookout, the last outdoor get together, a time for bottling up memories to relive of the Summer of 2024.
But never lose sight, darlings, that it means so much more.
Think about it.
I worked in a nursing home, when I was young.
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Victoria, You and me both. Though I am impressed with your youthful endeavor. I worked in the 80s after work in an AIDS volunteer visitor program.
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