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Labor Day/ Working Hands
Since it is Labor Day, I thought I would rerun a post from several years back that is one of my favorites that very much has to do with one of the symbols of labor–the hands of the worker: I have...
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Why Labor Day?
Noon hour in the Ewen Breaker, South Pittston, Pennsylvania- Lewis Hines The labor movement was the principal force that transformed misery and despair into hope and progress. Out of its bold...
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Work Song
Labor Day weekend and I wasn’t planning on posting anything today, figuring that I was due a break because at heart I always considered myself more under the label of worker than artist. Even in my...
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Mr. President (Have Pity on the Working Man)
Labor Day weekend and I thought I’d share a song from many years back that asks for a little help for working folks from the nation’s chief executive, who normally (an odd word these days) advocates...
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Grade A Milkman
There’s a tombstone in a local cemetery that we walk by nearly every day. I look at it nearly every time we pass and it always makes me smile. Below the name and the dates of his lifespan are the words...
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Why Labor Day?
This essay ran a couple of years ago. It says what I wanted to say say this morning so here it is again: ************************* The labor movement was the principal force that transformed misery...
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The Working Hands
****************** I have always regarded manual labour as creative and looked with respect – and, yes, wonder – at people who work with their hands. It seems to me that their creativity is no less...
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Labor Day Memories
Another Labor Day has come. Most folks have forgotten that this holiday was first celebrated back in 1894, signed in as a federal holiday as an effort to bring an air of reconciliation to the nation...
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There Will Be a Reckoning
I don’t need to be forgiven For something I haven’t done Nor for wanting my family To find their place in the sun If you keep this pressure on Just don’t be surprised If I can’t summon up my dignity...
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For Labor Day
I usually go on and on about the real meaning of Labor Day but I am tired today. Here’s a post from a couple of years ago about a favorite song concerning work, fittingly titled Work Song, of all...
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