Memorial Day.

Memorial Day, the beginning of the Harvest. One might think that this occurs in the fall but if you're a waitron/server in the industry you understand the importance of the ten weeks between June and August. The harvest is actually the summer where you suffer worse than the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. You smile sweetly and track how low the dollar will go as the foreign clientelle continues to darken your doorstep. You witness human behaviors that would shock the monkeyhouse at the zoo. You rationalize post office episodes. You plan escapes and assassinations. Horrors will occur, nightmares will ensue but we put our heads down and work our tails off. There will be rest in September, and maybe even holidays in November but for now it's time to catch the olives falling from shaking trees. It's harvest time.

Happy Memorial to everyone who has kept our country safe over the years, and to all who have made the ultimate sacrifice. We get to do what we do because of you. I hope your day finds you a nice cold whatever and the love and respect you are due.