Before it was a Federal Holiday, Labor Day was celebrated by individual states throughout America. While New York was the first state to introduce a bill for the establishment of Labor Day, it was not the first to pass such legislation.Continue reading “Labor Day Summer’s End”
Tomorrow is the First Monday of September. Wow – September already! The first Monday means tomorrow is Labor Day. And Labor Day signals the unofficial end to summer. A summer that never was in the first place.Continue reading “Primer Lunes de Septiembre”
I have got to tell you, I am not sure which I liked better, the rub on the ribs or the barbecue sauce. Both are excellent. Both have that sunshine citrus flavor. Finger-licking good. Oh yeah!
One week to go and it’s Labor Day – the unofficial end to summer and the Backyard Party Season. Labor Day is an American celebration of the workforce. The very first Labor Day Parade took place on a Tuesday, September 5, 1882. It was the brain-child of Peter J. McGuire, a carpenter and labor union leader. Mr. McGuire felt the span between Independence Day and Thanksgiving was far too long, and the workers deserved a holiday all their own somewhere in between. His inspiration came from America’s northern neighbor, Canada. In 1887, Oregon became the first state to declare Labor Day as a public holiday. By 1894, Congress had unanimously voted to approve legislation to make Labor Day a National Holiday, moving the date to the first Monday in September.
I love picnics, don’t you? There’s something magical about eating outdoors – be it on the patio, at the beach, along a riverbank or under the canopy of beautiful trees that seems to make everything taste better. And what better way to bid farewell to summer than with a picnic?
Labor Day is but a week away – can you believe it? When our children were still children, Labor Day wasn’t about picnics or backyard barbecues – it was about running away from home – headed up the California Coast and cool ocean breezes. Now, we are more home bodies – and Labor Day involves extended family – which is fine. I like my nutty family. Besides, planning family events teaches our children (or in this case, our grandchild) the importance of family ties. The older we get, the more we appreciate those ties.