So when you’re at the grill this weekend, remember: you’re not just celebrating the end of summer. You’re celebrating the people who fought for 8-hour workdays, weekends, and overtime pay. You’re celebrating the union workers, the nurses, the truck drivers, and the fast-food cashiers.
And you’re celebrating yourself. Because somewhere in your week, you do something that builds, fixes, or serves. That’s worth a parade.
So go ahead—fire up the grill, put your feet up, and wear white if you want (the rule is officially silly). Just don’t work. You’ve earned this.
Now, isn’t that a cooler reason to celebrate than just “last day for swimming”? I think so.
