Since it’s Labor Day weekend, I thought it would be appropriate to post something related to Dad’s long relationship with the Teamsters. Dad was a proud union member for most of his adult life. And Dad certainly served the Teamsters well, by being so loyal, dependable and hard-working.
So it was not much of a surprise that he had kept every one of his union due receipts from over the years. In the middle of all of those yellowed receipts, I came across his Teamsters identification card.
When I think about Dad and the things he most closely identified with, being Irish and being a Teamster certainly rise to the top.