May Day has been a day to remember workers. There are marches I'd like to be part of to show my support for laborers, and in the Catholic church we commemorate St. Joseph, the Worker. As I walk the ditches of our gravel road to clean up tossed garbage, I think of laborers who do what is sometimes called "stoop labor."
Slaves did stoop labor in the fields of our country at one time and some of those who do it today are treated no better than slaves. I think of our migrant workers -- you all know the stories. Today is a day to say thank you to them for much of the produce trucked to our grocery stores. Let's stop tolerating racism and to go out of our way to welcome new immigrants into the mainstream of our communities. No one stopped me to ask for my ID as I worked.