By the time I knew what the term “blue collar” meant, I wasn’t.
I come from a long line of blue-collar people, proud Italians and Irish who were carpenters and cooks and iron workers, and in the case of my beloved Pop Pop, a trashman.
My parents were able to move way up in the social and economic ladder through lots of sweat, even more tears and dedication to each other.
And while my mate...