20 Years Later: How the Union Made Our Dreams a Reality

By Keri Vaca

I got a text from my husband Anthony last night asking me where I was. He said he had good news to share. I was out with my photographer friend Jen, on a spontaneous get together for early dinner. One of my favorite things about my job is the amazing photographer friends I have met and the flexibility in my work schedule that allows me to get together at 4:00 on a Wednesday, on the spur of the moment.

Anthony has been working no less than 10 hour days, six days a week, for a few months now. This week he’s working 12-hour shifts, seven days a week. His work is so physical and I have no idea how he does it without being cranky, but he’s doing it now. We are like ships passing in the night these days. Sometimes we don’t even see each other at all for a day or two. It’s been hard.

I called him on my way home and asked what was the good news. He said the union sent him a pin commemorating his 20th year in the Carpenter’s Union, Local 22. They sent a congratulatory letter and cool lapel pin. In San Francisco, the unions are strong and they have been such an important part of our life. I am forever grateful for all they have provided for our family.


Originally posted in the Huffington Post