June is: Thoughts on work, vacation, coffee, and quokkas. And more work.

Working-class families, working-class towns, vacations, and vocations are all weighing on my mind this summer.

I love work.

I mean, I actually really love it. I love challenges, figuring things out, the satisfaction that comes at the end of a fruitful day. I was raised by a working-class family, in a working-class community, and the notion of doing “an honest day’s work” was the bedrock of my life. Work wasn’t glamorized in any way - the notion of Wall St. broker…