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Labor Day and a Connection to our Past

Today is Labor Day. In my neck of the woods, it doesn't actually feel like it though. Traditionally, it seems, we celebrate this day as the last hurrah of summer. The last of... fun before we settle down to the rigor of our everyday except-for-summer lives.

So, today isn't sunny, it isn't warm -- it's a typical fall kind of misty, chilly day in Seattle. Our traditional summer party in the backyard will wait for another year, although I'm still hoping for that last of the season grilled barbecue chicken, corn on the cob, potato salad, and apple... something. And for us, school has been in session for a week, which changes the landscape of the last summer celebration.

Isn't that how life is, though? Adapting while keeping alive the traditions of our past?

Let me take you back -- way back.

Held on a Tuesday, September 5, 1882, the first Labor Day in the United States was celebrated in New York City. Thousands celebrated, 10,000 workers marched from City Hall to Union Square and all celebrated with picnics, concerts and speeches. 133 years later, not much has changed. We still celebrate, host picnics and concerts.

On this Labor Day, 133 years later, I'm mindful of our collective past -- a legacy once birthed as a new idea now etched into the lives of most Americans -- celebrating Labor Days in similar fashions. Those kinds of legacies bind us together as a people and as a nation. That's one of the reasons traditions are vitally important; to families and to nations.

I hope you're celebrating today and remembering why.

Have a great start to your fall season!

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