Motorcycle

I started to write this blog about days gone by, but I decided to think about the future. The days ahead, if all goes as expected, includes a big ol' Harley Davidson. This time around a motorcycle will NOT be a means for transportation. It will be for pleasure, pure pleasure! I have plans for Spring mornings on the Trace, at Land between the Lakes, early Summer evenings tooling around the big city of Paris, and romps around Henry county in the fall. I remember the feeling of exhilaration, the crisp feeling of fall, the feeling of speed and power between your legs. The freedom, the excitement, the oneness you feel with your motorcycle is indescribable. It is a feeling I want to recapture, and recapture before I get much older!

Labor

This weeks word evokes strong memories and powerful thoughts race through my mind. Being a Journeyman Wireman in the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers, for thirty one years now, after serving a four year apprenticeship, I have learned the value of labor. Labor organizations have played a huge role in the United States even having a middle class. Collective bargaining agreements have given voice to the men & women who labor. Standards of living have continued to rise.

Our forefathers fought long and hard for the eight hour workday, for the forty hour work week. They bargained for good health insurance, a decent retirement plan, a safe jobsite, a clean place to have lunch, and dignity and respect on the job and in the community. My debt of gratitude for the men & women of labor cannot be overstated. The sacrifices made so that I may enjoy this American way of life astounds me. I want to do my part to continue this tradition.