With his calloused hands, he pounded his hammer year after year in Sacramento’s sweltering heat. My dad, a laborer, worked hard and did good work.
And he never missed the opportunity to remind me: “If you can get up in the morning and go to work, it’s a good day.” I may not bring a toolbelt to the office, but my dad taught me the value of hard work.
I’m lucky to get up every morning and fight for California. And you know just as well as I do –– now more than ever, we need to fight. President Trump’s extreme agenda has been disastrous for immigrant families like mine –– and all families –– in California and across the nation.