This is for the workers. Those of us who labor unappreciated until an emergency thrusts us onto the front lines. For the ones whose contributions are felt in every moment, but not noticed. Those of us who sometimes feel nameless, invisible and unsung. Those of us who take pride in a job well done even if the job is not what we dreamed of doing. Those of us who are living our dream even if it seems small to someone else.

This is for the workers.