So what are you doing this Labor Day weekend? My plans are the same as they have been for decades on any holiday; nothing. Hang around the house, read, watch TV, walk the dogs, surf the internet, maybe venture 5 miles into nearby Waxhaw and poke around the antique shops. Growing up in my hometown of Green Cove Spings, FL (link here) Labor Day was the only time set aside for a community celebration. Unlike now, Labor Day signaled the definite end of summer and the last opportunity for kids to relax before schools opened. Culminating with the only fireworks show of the year out over the St John’s River, the Labor Day ‘Family Frolics’ were held at the downtown ‘Spring Park’ which boasts a 3000 gallon per minute sulphur water spring (photo here) flowing into the large city pool at one end and then out the other into a stream leading several hundred feet to the river. Cook-outs, swimming, greased-pole climbing, beauty contests and live concerts were the order of the day. I clearly remember during the 1973 edition of the fireworks standing in a small group of my classmates when one of them, Betty Lou Newton, spoke up and expressed amazement over the fact that we would all be high school seniors when school began the following day.
Thirty-two years later and I still can’t believe it. (Several years ago the city moved the Family Frolics from Labor Day to Memorial Day)