Because, in spite of that, there are millions of hard-working, people from burger flippers to tradesmen still active in this country. While we scorn the moochers, let's celebrate the good guys.

I double clutched a semi for a while until I realized this job was not for me. (Knocked over a mailbox.)

Labor Day, the 1st Monday in September was created by the labor movement and dedicated to the achievements of the American worker.
It was first made a national law in 1894, and is often celebrated with a street parade. It usually marks the end of summer vacations and is considered to be the last hoorah before the onset of Autumn. Many people use the day for family get-togethers, and barbecues abound. In my case a hurricane almost ruined our plans, but rain or shine, dogs and burgers, the menu of the day.

So went a staggering number of security guards to watch businesses with all their workers on holiday.
On national holidays my last security job usually sent me to watch a factory that made stuff out of aluminum.

Indeed they are. Dino ever crank start a car or do double clutching?

Funny that our illegal alien workers all want to work today. They appreciate the fact that there IS work

We could call Labor Day "Moochers' Day." since the moochers don't labor.
:I agree with Dobrien about writing something. I think that you all ready have a book started that sounds pretty funny. Since you are retired, give it a go.

Having seen Watter's World and assorted the man on the street interviews, the vast majority are ignorant of all sorts of stuff old dino knew by the time I was in the sixth grade.

My bad.

In terms of the meaning, the nice thing is that with the vast majority being so ignorant of where things came from, no one even knows what this is for except sales and barbecues.

I think this is a misprint, it should read

HAPPY COMMUNISTS DAY

I would encourage you to write some non fiction interjecting your experiences and set it in the Deep South. You have a wonderful way of story telling.
Sincerely DOB

Same to you.

Maybe it should be called Gimme Gimme Day.
My memory is jogged about one of my less glamorous semi-retired security posts of watching the cars of a church choir practice. I was parked in a parking lot between that church and a crack house.
One day a church grounds keeper told me that some street gangster fired a burst into the air with an AK and drove on about half an hour before I got there.
My guess was that he was just marking his territory that had something to do with that crack house or something.
About a month later a supervisor came by and asked if I had a gun. I had a .45 in my glove compartment but lied. She said that was good because I was not supposed to have a gun and drove on.
Yeah, right. I'm the only white dude in a rough black neighborhood assigned to protect the cars of a choir practice and I can't have a gun. Lying about a gun in a ghetto ain't the same as bearing false witness against thy neighbor so the heck with that.
Another day a young man came by on a bicycle. He told me he wanted the pastor to give him a package of hot dogs and a loaf of bread.
I pointed at the sign of an empty parking placed marked "pastor" and described that scene so as to clearly reveal that the pastor was not there.
The young man peddled on and I never ever saw him again. Never ever saw him before either.
I had other posts elsewhere. One was all night every Wednesday. All that came to an end November of 2013. .
I became fully retired that year in time to enjoy Thanksgiving and Christmas without being sent to watch some place of business somewhere.

In keeping with the Capitalist that I am, and an admirer of the founding fathers, I put my "Don't Tread on Me" flag out for the weekend. Why do they call it Labor Day when so many moochers take from the tax payers and don't work?

Hope it's a rebellious capitalist pig. Have a nice Labor Day Dino

Or a baby marx...

Happy Lday