I think about my Grandpa June today. He was a true laborer who helped build and support the infrastructure of Metro Detroit. His world was Contractors Steel, Gradall, Vacall, and Lincoln arc welders. He was a very talented mechanic and a hard worker in every sense of the word. Not only did he help build a freeway (I-275), he also built me a go-cart and a swingset for my sister. He was the kind of guy who just got it done without any complaint. He was an artist in his laboring. I appreciate him and so many of his peers who carried lunch pails out the door at 5am, only to do it again the next day. He was a union guy who helped fight for worker equality. It was a different world then. So much easier, but certainly not easy. Sweat equity. I am grateful.