Labor Day has always been the threshold of autumn to me. The grapes begin to ripen, the corn starts to turn, and the air gradually gets cooler and crisper.
But it wasn't until today that I realized I have no idea when or why Labor Day originated.
I did a quick internet search, as I often do when these everyday questions pop up.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, Labor Day really means "laborer's day," a chance to honor the common worker. According to Peter McGuire, the alleged founder of the holiday, the day was for those "who from rude nature have delved and carved all the grandeur we behold."
New York City was the first to celebrate the holiday in 1882, and other towns and states were not slow to take up the celebration. It is, after all, a celebration, and not something anyone wants to miss out on.
The celebration has grown and expanded over the years, almost to the point where most of us wouldn't recognize the marching band and parade that used to go with the celebration.
Today, Labor Day means relaxing with friends and family, celebrating not laboring.
So happy Labor Day, everyone, and may you enjoy this special holiday!