Today I am in Sacramento California, I am here for some
training for the company I work for; there is a lot going on in the world right
now, as we all know, yesterday we remembered 9/11 and all the hero’s and innocent
live taken on that horrible day.
Today we wake to find out one of our embassies was attacked
and four diplomats were murdered, including our Sr. Ambassador to Libya over
some movie or something, come on, who’s buying that? How many of those mud huts
even have cable TV?
But that is not what I want to talk about,
what I do want to say is this; last week at the DNC we heard the current president
talk about the need for everyone to go to college, that is the gate way to the
middle class, or some such nonsense.
OK; so today I am on a shuttle bus at the Sacramento airport
that takes us to the car rental lot, and there is this lady driving the shuttle
and she is one of the most unbelievable people I have ever run into, she was
cheerful and helpful to everyone, at each stop she would get up from her seat
and greet each passenger, she took their bags from them and put them in the
rack for them and smiled and made us all enjoy the ride, when we reached the
rental lot she helped everyone with their bags and wished them a great day. I actually
saw people tipping her because of the great service she gave them.
It reminded me of the true greatness of the American worker;
it is not wrapped in what they could only have, or what they don’t have, it is
about people doing the best job they can and working hard every day at it. Not complaining
about what this country owes you, but being grateful for the opportunities it
affords you. It’s the steel worker, the truck driver, the construction worker
that fights their way to the middle class thru hard work and determination.
Yes collage is a great way to get ahead, but when did we get
a point where it is the only path to success, when did blue collar tenacity
began to count for so little? This country is great because our freedom gives
us options not because we are owed something. “Just a thought”
