Thank you
to EVERYBODY who does something for anybody else, in any helping
capacity---Work, Pray, Teach, Make, Heal, Tend, Feed, Clothe, Extend a Hand,
Hold a Hand, Fill a Hand, Intervene, Interpret, Listen, Neighbor, Carry, Lift,
Protect, Serve, or anywise Look Out For.
THANK YOU
ALL.
Hope this holiday is filled with family and love...oh, and some good foods, to boot...:)
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Well said, and to all the Hispanics doing the backbreaking work no one wants to do.
ReplyDeleteGood morning Rachel dear. I always love to see a comment from you. Especially when I have been so neglectful visiting my dearest blogging friend.(YOU) I wonder if my busy life will even slow down in the winter this year. I do hope so. Beverly says I haven't slowed down in the 45 years she has know me. Smile. She knows me better than anyone.
ReplyDeleteWhat a dramatic photo to share for Labor Day. The text for doing for others is such a beautiful reminder of what our lives should be. Peace would be a given if we only took thee words to heart and applied them to our everyday living. A lovely share for Labor Day.
Much love,
Jeanne
PS: I am catching up this morning as everyone is still sleeping except me and it is after 9:00am. That Gator game wore us out I guess. HA!
I remember Daddy's hands looking like that when he came home...
ReplyDeletevery nice post. I come from a long line of "working men". Hard labor, building bridges and dams, farming, factory workers, working in the hard weather and hard terrain mountains. Tending to cows and chickens and pigs and huge gardens and building fences and barns and working on telephone lines and providing for their families and making sure the kids were fed and clothed and the houses were kept warm in the winter with backbreaking loads of sparkly black coal and making sure my grandmothers and great grandmothers and great-greats had a washing machine down in the "wash-house" to keep the clothes clean and a back porch to sit the work worn and daily dirty boots on at the end of the day. They dug wells so there was clean fresh water to drink and they kept bees for the sweet delicious honey. They hunted and brought home food and they knew how to build and to use a smokehouse for ham and bacon etc. My Grandmothers knew what to do with a wild turkey on thanksgiving and how to sew a quilt for a newly married couple. My Grandpas knew how to shoot a rattlesnake and my Grandmas knew how to MAKE sweet butter in a churn and delicious blueberry, blackberry, and apple jellies. Yep, I come from a long line of "working men" and women. Hands dirty with grease, oil, paint, or garden soil as well as feminine hands busy with sewing and kneading doughs for bread and pie crusts. Your post brought to mind so many memories....
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