It all started Sunday evening at a BBQ at my home with Loretto friends and neighbors. It was the day before Labor Day, and we closed the evening by singing some old songs from the labor movement like "Bread and Roses" and "Solidarity Forever."
As I sang the words, I knew they were from another era, and yet eerily contemporary at the same time. From "Bread and Roses:"
tHearts starve as well as bodies; give us bread, but give us roses.
I thought of women in sweatshops at the turn of the century (and the suffragists who used this song too), but I also thought about the women who toil at two or three jobs today just to support themselves and their children. Where are the "roses" in their lives?