The article brought tears to my eyes because being a paper boy, as we were called then, was my first job. I remember that I lied about my age just to get hired—you had to be 12 and I was only 11.
This was a great start for me because it taught me discipline and instilled in me enormous respect for anyone who labors. After the paper route, I became manager of a fast food place, a local hamburger joint called Bob's. Then I worked as a laborer in construction and for a contracting company building pools. I also did landscaping.
These various experiences ultimately helped me realize that using my strength was just one way to get ahead, that getting a good education was another way to advance—so I ended up on the road to medical school.
All of this is to explain why Labor Day is one of the holidays closest to my heart. I place a lot of stock in the honest effort of hard-working individuals, which is the foundation of this great country.
It’s hard to believe that it’s been a full decade since 9/11—and perhaps the saddest aspect to me is that thousands of the people who died were just going to work. At this point Labor Day and the worst attack on Americans on American soil are inextricably linked. This weekend, and all month long, I’ll be remembering those hard-working folks who died in that senseless tragedy.
Now it’s your turn: What are your remembrances of 9/11?
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