Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Acanthus Corn Feed


Acanthus Lodge held its annual Corn Feed tonight.Two Brothers cooked the corn which was shucked last night. They did the cooking outside.
The Menu was corn, tomatoes, chicken and cake. ice tea and lemonade. This is the assembly line. Buttering the corn. They ran out of chicken twice.



Even the kids enjoyed the corn.
You can see that people enjoyed their supper.
All in all it was one of the best meals I have had this summer. I will definitely put it on my calendar for next year. Plus they raised a lot of money for the Lodge.
I am really happy to be a part of this Lodge. I love Arcadia Lodge but I have no real responsibilities at Acanthus and have some really good friends there. I've also made a lot of new ones. Really great guys!
Remember, You are loved. Hugs.

Road Closed


Right now I am "stuck" in the house. Yesterday I noticed Temporary No Parking signs on the street. I did not even think anything of it. They have had these signs up previously and nothing happened.

I got up early and took Bailey to the groomer and there was no problem. 6:45 AM and then at 10:00 when I went to get him - no problem. So I got busy developing a York Rite pocket petition and new version of my brochure with a petition on it and paid no attention to things happening outside.

When I went out to get the mail I discovered in the mail box a yellow notice designed to go on a door knob telling me about a temporary street closing. I looked outside and sure enough the street was closed and there was new Tar on the street. Such fun. Needless to say I called and complained. In the first place the notice in the mailbox is illegal. They aren't supposed to put things in the US mail box, Second there are two doorknobs on the front of the house. As it turns out, the supervisor came by, (a nice guy) and he said that by the time I want to leave I should be able to get out. Then they called and told me I left my planner at the Groomers so I have to go get it.

I am looking forward to the corn feed. Plus I developed a pocket petition for the York Rite and we will see what happens with that. Remember you are loved. J

The Purina Diet

Joke # 2 - This is from Sam

I was in Wal-Mart buying a large bag of Purina dog chow and
was in line to check out. A woman behind me asked if I had a
dog........ Duh!

I was feeling a bit crabby so on impulse, I told her no, I was starting the Purina Diet again, although I probably shouldn't because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care unit with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IV's in both arms.

Her eyes about bugged out of her head.

I went on and on with the bogus diet story and she was
totally buying it.

I told her that it was an easy, inexpensive diet and that
the way it works is to load your pockets or purse with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The package said the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.

I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line
was by now enthralled with my story, particularly a tall guy behind
her.

Horrified, she asked if something in the dog food had
poisoned me and was that why I ended up in the hospital.

I said no.....I'd been sitting in the street licking my butt when
a car hit me.

I thought the tall guy was going to have to be carried out
the door.

The Sultan's Son's Birthday

Once upon a time, a Sultan was blessed with the birth of a son after years of hoping. The boy immediately became the apple of his father's eye.

Just before his son's sixth birthday, the Sultan said to him, "Son, I love you very much. Your birthday is coming soon. What would you like?"

His son replied, "Daddy, I would like to have my own airplane." His father bought him American Airlines.

Just before his son's seventh birthday, the Sultan said, "Son, you are my pride and joy. Ask what you want for your birthday. Whatever it is, it's yours." His son replied, "Daddy, I would like a boat." His father bought him the Princess Cruise Line.

Just before his son's eighth birthday, the Sultan said, "Son, you bring much happiness into my life Anything you want, I shall get for you.."



His son replied, "Daddy, I would like to be able to watch cartoons." His father bought him Disney Studios.

Just before his son's ninth birthday, the Sultan said, "Son, you are my life. Your birthday is coming soon. Ask what you wish, I will get it for you." His son, who had grown to love Disney, replied, "Daddy, I would like a Mickey Mouse outfit and a Goofy outfit."



His father bought him the Republican Party and Fox News.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Corn Huskers





No they aren't from Nebraska. These are the guys from Acanthus Lodge husking corn. I went down about 4:00 pm and they were already working. Tomorrow night is a big Corn Feed at the Lodge. I think it runs from 4:30 to 7:00. tickets are $7.00 each (Kids are cheaper) We husked a lot of corn and there are sliced tomatoes and there will be chicken also. It should be fun.

After working on the corn we had our usual dinner and then a Third degree. It was a good degree. I am looking forward to going down tomorrow to eat sweet corn. it really looks like good corn. One thing the boys at Acanthus know how to do is put on a good meal. Speaking of "boys" One of the fellow there took to calling me "Boy" It is rather funny because I am three years older than he is. He and I have a fun thing going. When he usually sees me he says "NO" in a loud voice and then I don't have to ask him to join the York Rite.

I took five pairs of pants to Hensleys to be taken in. She may not be able to do the jeans so I have a pair of jeans size 52 or 54 if anyone wants them.

Remember you are loved. Hugs. jcs

Materialism

A Joke for my lawyer friends/ Hope I still have them after they read this.

A very successful lawyer parked his brand new Lexus in front of the office, ready to show it off to his colleagues.

As he got out, a truck came along too close to the curb and completely tore off the driver's door.

Fortunately, a cop in a police car was close enough to see the accident and pulled up behind the Lexus, his lights flashing. But before the cop had a chance to ask any questions, the lawyer started screaming hysterically about how his Lexus, which he had just picked up the day before, was now completely ruined and would never be the same, no matter how the body shop tried to make it new again.

After the lawyer finally wound down from his rant, the cop shook his head in disgust and disbelief. "I can't believe how materialistic you lawyers are," he said. "You are so focused on your possessions that you neglect the most important things in life."

"How can you say such a thing?" asked the lawyer.

The cop replied, "Don't you even realize that your left arm is missing? It got ripped off when the truck hit you!!!"

"OH, MY GOD!" screamed the lawyer........................"MY ROLEX!"

An Incomplete List

A few of my favorite authors with links to websites about them. They are in no particular order and by no means is this a complete list.

Taylor Caldwell

Captains and Kings was definitely one of my favorite of her books.

Marion Zimmer Bradley

Among other things she created a most fascinating world of Darkover. In doing so she commented on many contemporary problems in our world and offered many solutions. She also wrote The Mists of Avalon books. (Warning there is annoying music on the site so turn your speakers off if that bothers you.)

Ms. Bradley is also, at least partly responsible for the Society for Creative Anachronism.

Colleen McCullough

A prolific author from Australia. Among her other books is the Masters of Rome Series and wonder of wonders I just found out that in September there is another one coming out. Anthony and Cleopatra. I have enjoyed these books a lot as I did her other books.

Piers Anthony

I have enjoyed his books for years. Especially the Xanth series which are full of puns which are interspersed all through his books. Gradually his books became more "adult" and I didn't keep them in the classroom library but I still enjoyed them a lot.

J. R. R. Tolkien

The Hobbit alone would make him one of my favorite authors but the Lord of the rings puts him right up there. Oddly enough the first time I tried reading them I could not get into them at all. Later I picked them up again and sat for days reading them straight through. This was in a converted chicken coop at my grandfather's place north of Ames which I used as a room when I came home from college.

Spider Robinson

His series about Callahan's Crosstime Saloon has some of my favorite books in it.

Elizabeth Peters

Her books with Amelia Peabody set in Egypt are always a good read and I look forward to each one that comes out.

James Patterson

I always enjoy his books. Alex Cross and the Women's Murder Club are always enjoyable to read.

Nora Roberts/J.D. Robb
(Again a warning on the sound - Annoying commercial on the web site)

There are a lot of other authors I find enjoyable. I will add them from time to time but that is enough for today. I am going to Acanthus today to help shuck corn for the corn feed tomorrow.

Remeber you are loved, Love someone in return. Hugs, jcs

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Reading and Harry Potter


Yesterday afternoon I went to see the movie Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. It was well done and true to the story. To be very honest I was prepared not to like the movie as I did not much care for the book. I found it dark and disturbing. The movie, however, did not bother me and I did enjoy it.

The Harry Potter phenomenon is interesting. Now that she has completed the series and given us the entire story I must say that, while some may claim that it is not great literature and others may criticize it for religious reasons (Of course they are dead wrong and don't understand the meaning behind the story - Look deeper folks.) it has performed a great service for this generation of readers. It has turned them on to reading.

They won't let it on the New York Times Best seller list and that is just ridiculous. It is (they say) a children's book. Well, they let other children's books on the list and besides I know a lot of adults who couldn't wait to get their hands on it.It should have been allowed on. It sold 8.3 million copies in the 24 hours after it was released.

The bookstores made a big thing about not selling the book until the right time and held big parties starting at midnight for those who wanted to get their copies before anyone else. I, being a reasonable person, reserved my copy and then spent a day and a half reading it. I would have finished it sooner but wasn't able to spend the entire week-end reading it.

Back when I was teaching I used to get so busy that I didn't have time to read novels or other books. So, every once in awhile, I would just put everything on the shelf and read. The entire day or sometimes the entire week-end. I loved it.

Reading is perhaps, my greatest pleasure. I enjoy most types of literature. I went through a phase when I read a lot of science fiction and then mysteries/ sometimes I just read novels. Yes, once in awhile I read a book for improvement. I also have read a lot on Masonry.

I grew up in a reading family. I watched my mother read, my grandmother read my aunts all read. I was given books at an early age and of course, there was access to a lot of comic books (now called graphic novels) which would hold my attention so well I would not hear anyone call me to supper and they would have to scream to get through to me. I will always be grateful for the love of reading which was instilled in me at an early age.

For me reading is a pleasure and anytime I can share a book with someone I get pleasure from that sharing. I especially enjoyed sharing books with my students. We build in at least fifteen minutes a day for the teachers to read to their students and we also built in a structured time for students to read their own choice literature.

That was another enjoyable thing about teaching I had an excuse to read great children's books - silently with the students and aloud to them. It was great and the greatest thing was when I would see a student "turn on" to reading. Most students who got to fifth and sixth grade had basic reading skills (not all but most) and they could read. Not all of them would read. I remember one of my students Austin P. who had never read a book before he came to my classroom. I had some pretty good science fiction (adult) mixed in with the other books and he began by reading these Piers Anthony Xanth novels. He was hooked and by the end of the year I had to physically take his book away in order to get him to come to math class. I watched him progress through High School and he was a reader until he graduated. in fact, I would bet that he is still a reader.

I used to give an award to students who read 100 books during the course of a year. they were designated "Century Readers" and received a special certificate and privileges. I even had students who read in excess of 200 books. Part of the reading program required them to meet with me and answer open ended questions about their books. I didn't do that every year but it was a way of checking on them and what they were reading. They read more and grew more in reading under my program than they would have by reading stories (watered down) from their basic readers designed by the books companies for the masses.

I think that my favorite book to read to the students was "The Hobbit" and for about the last ten years of my teaching I read that book to the students as the first book of the year. I had many other favorites and If I were to list them all this entry would be too long. Perhaps I shall list them (or some of them anyway) for a future entry.

Now I am going to close this entry and go back to my book. Remember you are loved, Love someone, Hugs! jcs

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Funeral

As with many funerals, it was a cloudy, rainy day.The deceased was a little old lady who had devoted her entire married life to fussing, nagging and give a very hard time to her poor husband.When the graveside service had no more than just terminated, there was a tremendous burst of thunder accompanied by a distant lightning bolt and more rumbling thunder.
The little old man looked at the pastor and calmly said, "Well, she's
there."

The Bell Ringer of Notre Dame




After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the Cathedral of Notre Dame sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer was needed. The bishop decided that he would conduct the interviews personally and went up into the belfry to begin the screening process.

After observing several applicants demonstrate their skills, he had decided to call it a day. Just then, an armless man approached him and announced that he was there to apply for the bell ringer's job.

The bishop was incredulous. "You have no arms!"

"No matter," said the man "Observe!" And he began striking the bells with his face, producing a beautiful melody on the carillon.

The bishop listened in astonishment; convinced he had finally found a replacement for Quasimodo. But suddenly, rushing forward to strike a bell, the armless man tripped and plunged headlong out of the belfry window to his death in the street below.

The stunned bishop rushed to his side. When he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beautiful music they had heard only moments before. As they silently parted to let the bishop through, one of them asked, "Bishop, who was this man?"

"I don't know his name," the bishop sadly replied, "but his face rings a bell."
The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his heart due to the unfortunate death of the armless campanologist, the bishop continued his interviews for the bell ringer of Notre Dame. The first man to approach him said, "Your Excellency, I am the brother of the poor armless wretch that fell to his death from this very belfry yesterday. I pray that you honor his life by allowing me to replace him in this duty."

The bishop agreed to give the man an audition, and, as the armless man's brother stooped to pick up a mallet to strike the first bell, he groaned, clutched at his chest, twirled around, and died on the spot.

Two monks, hearing the bishop's cries of grief at this second tragedy, rushed up the stairs to his side. "What has happened? Who is this man?" the first monk asked breathlessly.

"I don't know his name," sighed the distraught bishop, "but..
he's a dead ringer for his brother!!!"

Friday, July 27, 2007

Women and Freemasonry



I was hoping to get my friend Janet to write this entry but she is too busy right now but she did refer me to a site where I can get some help.

I received a comment on one of the posts on the blog which said, "Mason Society bothers the stuffing out of me with their, "No Girls allowed because you're not good enough." approach."

Grand Master M. W. Bro Halsey, Initiated in Lodge Golden Rule No 1 on 29th April, 1909, remained in office until 1927

I responded "I don't believe that is the reasons that women are not allowed in the Masonic Lodge. it is not because you are not "good enough" - Why are there no men in PEO?"

Joseph Fort Newton writing in The Men's House says:
"was called the Men’s House, a secret lodge in which every young man, when he came to maturity, was
initiated into the law, legend and tradition of his people. ..it was really the center of early tribal life, council chamber, the guest house, the place of meeting for men, where laws were made and courts were held, and where the trophies of war were treasured” “It is not easy to exaggerate the importance of these secret lodges in the formative period of society in promoting that sense of kinship, sanctity, and loyalty which lies at the roots of law, order and religion.”
In the same spirit the women had their secret meeting house where they met and learned how to become women. I believe that Masonry is the successor of the Men's House of primitive man. I also am aware of women who are Freemasons. They do not belong to my lodge nor may we visit each others lodges.

There are today and have been for decades (centuries, even) females who know themselves to be 'Masons'. They belong to 'lodges' that are composed of either single-sex female lodges or mixed-sex lodges.

They believe:
THE PRINCIPLES OF CO-FREEMASONRY
BY BRO. DUDLEY WRIGHT, ENGLAND
THE BUILDER, February 1921

1. Co-Freemasonry asserts, in accordance with the ancient declarations of Freemasonry, the existence of a Creative Principle, or Supreme Being, under the title of "The Great Architect of the Universe."
2. It maintains an open "Volume of the Sacred Law" in every lodge, when duly formed for Masonic purposes.

3. It maintains the ancient landmarks of Freemasonry.

4. It withholds recognition from all irregular and clandestine meetings, or lodges not holding proper charter.

5. It imposes no restrictions on the free search for Truth, and to secure that freedom exacts tolerance from all its members.

6. It is open to men and women, without distinction of race or religion, who are free, of good report, and abide by strict morals.

7. It pledges its members to obedience to the laws of the country, loyalty to their nation or national sovreign, silence with regard to Masonic secrets, a high standard of honour, and ceaseless endeavour to promote the welfare of humanity.

8. Every Freemason is bound faithfully to observe the decisions of the Supreme Council to which he or she owes allegiance.


An announcement in the 'Grand Lodge News' of the United Grand Lodge of England that followed the March 10, 1999 Quarterly Communication of UGLE says"

"There exist in England and Wales at least two Grand Lodges solely for women. Except that these bodies admit women, they are, so far as can be ascertained, otherwise regular in their practice (emphasis added!). There is also one which admits both men and women to membership. They are not recognised by this Grand Lodge and intervisitaion may not take place. There are, however, informal discussions from time to time with the women's Grand Lodges on matters of mutual concern. Brethren are therefore free to explain to non-Masons, if asked, that Freemasonry is not confined to men (even though this Grand Lodge does not itself admit women). Further information about these bodies may be obtained by writing to the Grand Secretary."

The Grand Lodge of British Columbia has this to say about Women in Masonry.

The Grand Lodge of British Columbia does not recognize as regular Freemasonry any self-styled body that initiates women. That said, there are several organizations calling themselves Freemasonry that do initiate women.
There is also an historical record of women’s participation in stonemasonry prior to the formation of the Grand Lodge of England; known examples—or legends— of women who were initiated into Freemasonry and remained active in their lodges; and the development of Co-Masonry, a mixed-gender order using the rituals of Freemasonry.
Co-Masonry came to the United States in 1907. By 1922, there were more than 450 Co-Masonic lodges around the world, according to Arthur Edward Waite’s The New Encyclopedia of Freemasonry.
There are at present Co-Masonic lodges in at least fifty nations, including the USA, Canada, Britain, Australia, Greece, Holland, Brazil, Chile, Peru, Mexico, Belgium, and Venezuela.
After saying that they publish several excellent short papers on the subject which may be found here.

There are many "Masonic" groups which do not recognize each other as "regular." The Grand Lodge to which I owe obedience does not initiate women nor would they let a woman become a member. Whether or not you agree with this it is their right to do things as they do. It does not mean that they do not respect women. Indeed, Masons value and honor women. It is not because they are not "good enough" that they are not members. It is because of a time honored tradition of a men-only society and that is valid. At least as far as I am concerned and this position has been upheld by the Courts. With that said I am a member of a Yahoo group called called "Masonic Light." It is described thus:
For open-minded Men and Women Freemasons only, the busy 'masoniclight' YahooGroup discusses all aspects of Freemasonry from the personal perspectives of its member Freemasons from around the globe in a fast-paced respectful manner. Topics range from Masonic history, philosophies, origins, archaeology and spirituality to important local lodge issues like candidate instruction, masonic education programs, special events and ways to improve our lodges and its members, at an individual and institutional level, in knowledge of all aspects of the Craft, its appendant bodies and other recognized and non-recognized Orders.

Men and Women Freemasons from all Masonic Jurisdictions around the earth are welcome to participate in this forum.

To Join!
Visit http://www.masoniclight.org/subscribe.html to enroll!

I met Janet through this forum and she wrote that she was visiting in Ames. We had dinner together and I took her out and gave her a tour of our Temple. Past Master Doug came out to her Motel and had coffee with us. We had a great conversation and without describing or discussing the "secrets" of our respective orders we exchanged enough information that, for me at least, Janet is a Master Mason. In fact, I think her initiatic experience is every bit as profound as the one I went through if not more so.

Janet sponsors a luncheon during "Masonic Week" in Washington DC. It is well received.

(I went to Masonic Week once and that is actually how I happened to join a lot of the organizations to which I belong. It was great fun and I am hoping to go again this year to receive the Charter for the new Green Degrees Council of Knight Masons (that is if we can get our by-laws adopted and out membership increased.) I hope to go to Janet's luncheon.)

So yes there are Women Masons, they go through similar, if not the same, ritualistic experience that we do. They study the symbols of Freemasonry and write papers on it and grow and learn. It is perfectly all right with me if my Lodge does not admit women and their Lodge does not admit men or if they choose to admit both women and men. It is still Masonry and each can be satisfied with their own experience. You may not agree with me that they are Masons and that is your right but I hope this entry has explained the situation a little and will lead you to more reading on the matter.
The Web of Hiram has this site devoted to Women Freemasons.
Le Droit Humain site is also called the Order of International Co-Freemasonry

You are always loved. Hugs! jcs

Fellowship Lunch and News



I went down to Michael's in Des Moines for a "Fellowship Lunch" with some of the Brothers from Acanthus.
 It was great - six of us sitting and getting to know each other and enjoying some good conversation and pretty good food.

Then I went out to Costco to purchase gas.

It is a little far out there but as long as I am in Des Moines anyway it was 13 cents a gallon cheaper than it is in Ames. I don't often go inside the store because I do live alone and you usually have to purchase larger amounts.

After that I went out to Hensley's Big and Tall. I wanted to see if they still had their sales going on and of course, they did, I got three pairs of pants and one shirt and the pants were very inexpensive even though they were very nice pants. The best thing about them is that they were SIZE 48 - YEAH! I am going to work to lose eight more inches. This has taken since August 29.
I have not been this small for years. (Congratulate me :~))


I stopped at the Gateway Market and got some crackers and ice tea. See I figure that I may have to eat yogurt and drink Slimfast for lunch I can treat myself with a few gourmet crackers and maybe even a nice piece of candy once in awhile. Then I went out to Egyptian Treasures and said hello to the fellows who work there. I got a candle warmer so hopefully it begin to smell nicer here. While I was at the Mall I stopped into David's Briar shop and purchased a couple of cigars for two friends of mine.

Now I am going to settle in and relax and watch TV. Be Loved Hugs, jcs

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Frustration


This has been a very frustrating day. First of all the Internet went down and I could not access my e-mail or the Internet. I was told that I would receive a call when it was back up. I waited patiently all day. No call. I wrote a couple of (dumb) poems. I was finally able to access my e-mail on my neighbor's unsecured line. Not very satisfactory but I was able to post the poems and check my e-mail.

I went to lodge and the candidates did not show up even though they had both received letters informing them of the dates of their initiations. So I came home. Decided this had gone on long enough and called Qwest again. This time I spoke with a young lady in India and she informed me that the outge had been repaired. And they had not called me. I was able to restore the connection and here I am.

And now,  it seems that the Cable TV is out and it is thundering outside so Bailey will bark all night. (Is someone after me?)  

Unfortunately I don't have much to say that I want to talk about. I think I need a break from things. I am going to Des Moines tomorrow for a Fellowship Lunch at Acanthus and to visit with a candidate. that should be nice. I may stop out to Hensley's to see about getting some new pants. The ones I have are currently not staying up on my hips. That is the disadvantage to losing weight. I don't have much else on my agenda - I will probably go out to Costco to get gas as long as I am down there. Last time I got gas there it was 15 cents a gallon cheaper than here in Ames. Always worth the jaunt out there and I may go in to get some things also.

My coffee came today so tomorrow I can have good coffee again. There is nothing wrong with the Starbucks I got to grind but I just like my Gevalia coffee better.

I hope your days went better than mine. Be loved and love someone. Hugs, jcs

Internet Down

My Internet Service is down so I am "stealing this from another source. If and when I get it back I will resume posting and e-mailing. In the meantime I wrote a couple of poems. You can read them at my poetry bolg. j

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Scottish Rite Worker's Dinner



There was a dinner at the Consistory tonight and there were a lot of people there. We had a wonderful steak dinner and good fellowship. The pictures of the event are on the unofficial Des Moines Consistory blog.



There were guys there from both my lodges and a lot of friends.

The Scottish Rite is a great organization and I enjoy it. I am so glad George Carr convinced me to remain a member. Taner rode home with me.

Jon was over and took Max for a drive. I think the new camera takes pretty good pictures. Jon says I got a good camera. It is a Kodak.

Be Loved and be sure to Love someone. Hugs, j

Three Pictures

Chad Godfrey from Arcadia Lodge has been working on the water garden at the OES Home in Boone. Since I have a new camera and wanted to try it out I thought you might enjoy these pictures I took of Chad's handiwork. j

Summertime



I am off to an Eastern Star Home Board Meeting this morning and this afternoon I am going to a dinner at the Scottish Rite. so in the meantime enjoy this beautiful rendition of Summertime.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Quote

The greatest sign of success for a teacher is to be able to say, "The children are now working as if I did not exist." -Maria Montessori, educator (1870-1952)

Damages/Book



Glenn Close has a new TV show. It's on fx and is called Damages. You can read about it here.

I found it to be an intriguing show and look forward to future episodes. Glenn Close is one of the absolute best actresses in our world today and she does a masterful job with this character.

I had lunch with my friend Dallas this noon and mostly caught up on things around the house. I am reading "Sworn On The Altar of God. A Religious Biography of Thomas Jefferson". I am learning a lot about this fascinating man and his religious ideas. Surprisingly some of his ideas and mine coincide. I particularly like these thoughts.
How rational could it possibly be for the God of the whole universe to reveal himself solely to one small nation in the eastern Mediterranean and to leave the rest of the world in utter ignorance of his existence? It seemed even more irrational to believe that the Supreme Being of the cosmos had "sent his only begotten son who had not offended him, to be sacrificed by men, who had offended him, that he might expiate their sins, and satisfy his own anger."


These were not Jefferson's thoughts but those of Henry St. John, Viscount Bolingbroke who had a great influence on Jefferson and the American Revolution.

There is a new poem on my Poetry Blog.  No great shakes but I wanted to write something. j
Be Loved and Love Someone - Hugs jcs

Politics


This takes less than a minute, asks an important question and is well done j

Monday, July 23, 2007

Milestones



I went to Acanthus tonight for the dinner honoring their 50-year members. Most Worshipful Grand Master Dennis Zahrt and his wife Janet were there. It was good to see them. There were four of the twelve new fifty-year members there as well as one member who is 100 years old (He didn't look a day over 65). He is one of 19 people over 100 in Iowa who are licensed to drive. The Grand Master presented the certificates and made a few remarks and we ate a good meal fixed by the Order of the Eastern Star. It was a very nice event and marked an important event in the Masonic life of these Brothers. I get mine in 9 years (If I make it that long.)




My car also passed a milestone. At 5:09 PM as I passed through Ankeny the odometer passed the 100,000 mile mark. so I have started on the second 100,000 miles. It is a 1999 Jeep Grand Cherokee so I fully expect it to make it. (Unless I get the convertible that I want. Yeah, right that is likely)

We are also fast approaching the 5,000 mark on the Blog counter. Of course that is a little unrealistic because I have about 300 posts and probably at least two visits to the Blog each time I post. But it is still impressive.

Love someone and be loved in return. Hugs, jcs

No Takers?

I got no takers on the Committee Post. Evidently people who read blogs have never been on a committee so here is a joke I got from Anne.

An officer stops a man for running a red light. The guy is a real jerk and comes running back to the officer demanding to know why he is being harassed by the Gestapo! So the officer calmly tells him of the red light violation.

The "Motorist" instantly goes on a tirade, questioning the officer's ancestry, sexual orientation, etc., in rather explicit terms. The officer, being a professional, takes it all in stride. The tirade goes on without the cop saying anything.
When he gets done with writing the citation he puts an "AH" in the lower right corner of the narrative portion of the citation. He then hands it to the "Violator" for his signature.

The guy signs the cite angrily, tearing the paper, and when presented his copy points to the "AH" and demands to know what it stands for. The officer then removes his mirror sunglasses, gets in the middle of the guys face and says, "That's so when we go to court, I'll remember you're an Ass hole!" Three months later they are in court. The "Violator" has such a bad record he is about to lose his license and has hired an attorney to represent him.

On the stand the officer testifies to seeing the man run the red light.

Under cross examination the defense attorney asks; "Officer is this a reasonable facsimile of the citation you issued my client?"

The Officer responds, "Yes sir, this is the defendant's copy, his signature and mine, same number at the top."

Attorney: "Officer , is there any particular marking or notation on this citation you don't normally make?"

Officer: "Yes sir, in the lower right corner of the narrative there is an AH, underlined."

Attorney: "What does the AH stand for, officer?"

Officer: "Aggressive and Hostile Sir"

Attorney: "Aggressive and hostile"

Officer: "Yes Sir?"

Attorney: "Officer,,,, Are you sure it doesn't stand for Ass Hole?"

Officer: "Well Sir, You know your client better than I do!"

Committees



Years ago there was a comedy record which I loved in which I first heard this little ditty.








You have all heard the saying that is true as well as witty,
That a camel is a horse that was designed by a committee!


Now I like camels. I used to take my nephew to the state fair (OK only once or twice but I still took him) and he rode a camel there. I rode one at the Great Pyramid in Egypt in 1976. They are useful (if nasty) animals and I find them fascinating. Bu this post is about Committees.

I was looking at one of "my" blogs this morning and he has the Senate Committee meetings listed for the week. (Note if you read this tomorrow you may have to scroll down on his blog to see the schedule but that is all right. He usually has something interesting to read.) It got me to thinking about how much work we put onto committees.

We really can't do everything ourselves and the larger the group we have the more we have to so we create committees to do things. They (being smaller) are supposed to be able to communicate more directly and be representative of all the various viewpoints in the larger group. Therefore they can design something (such as by-laws) and bring it back to the larger group and with some fine-tuning get something approve that will be satisfactory to all.

I have been on many committees in my life. Some of them accomplished what they were designed for and others did not. I have chaired some committees (Of course they always accomplished their goals (tongue firmly planted in cheek) and developed great programs. I have also been a part of committees that didn't do much.

The appointment of committees is very important. If you want your goals accomplished you need to be very careful to appoint committees that will have the necessary viewpoints represented and will also have the expertise to work together to acheive that goal. Sometimes that is a difficult balancing task.

Masonic Committees also visit a prospective member to begin the process of "enrollment" into our fraternity. They are not really there to see if the man is worthy to be a Mason (although that is a part of it) They are there to let him know that we are careful about who is allowed into our group and to begin to build the friendships that are essential to our brotherhood.

We also are accused of appointing committees to change light bulbs. In my lodge we have two committees to accomplish this task. The Property Management Committee and the Trustees. (Sometimes we sit in the dark.)

Generally it works well. (I just had to find a use for the NSS picture Sam sent me.)
So I want you to think about committees on which you have served. Then in the comments (Yes, I expect comments) I want you to write a note or two about why they worked or did not work. This is called a "committee of the whole" You see I want to get some ideas on my blog today but I really want to point out that this blog just became participatory. So far Larry is the only one who regularly writes comments. So, just for today, I am letting you, my loyal readers, write the important part of my blog. Just click on Comments below and when the form comes up put in a note or two about committees you have been on and tell about how they worked. I have readers from every continent except Africa (Come on Africa) and would love to get feedback from all over. Thanks. Love someone, Be loved and Hugs.

P.S. Hope this gets my Green Degrees Committees thinking about their tasks and that they will meet soon :~) j

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Done

I finished it. Thank You J.K. for a Great Series. Now who wants to borrow it. First come first served. j

Reading Harry Potter



More important than Blogging. Sorry folks
Be Loved, Love Someone -- Hugs j

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Meeting Student's Needs

Yesterday I had coffee with Gwen M. - Gwen and I taught together at Edwards Elementary School for many years. She was a talented teacher and a good person to partner with. It was good to be able to reconnect with her.

She caught me up on her family and it was good to hear about them. One story that still bothers me, however, was about her grandson who just finished kindergarten. You see he came to kindergarten already able to read and write. That was a challenge to his teacher and she did not handle it well.

It always makes me sad to hear of a teacher like that. Most teachers care about their students and want to do their best for them. They will take the student where they get them and move them through the learning process so that the student can get the most growth during the time they are under their tutelage.

My nephew Jonathan, unfortunately, had two teachers like this kindergarten teacher. One was a teacher in Story City and I personally observed the interaction between my loving little nephew and his teacher. He came up to ask her a question and she physically pushed him away and ignored him.

Later in Ames he went to Fellows school and his remark to his parents was "I think I am doing OK but my teacher doesn't think so." This woman communicated her negativity to a little second grade boy and made him feel less than he should have felt. She suggested he be held back.

Fortunately, I had a friend who was a learning disabilities teacher and we talked about him. Turns out he was less in need of being held back and more in need of some, temporary, assistance. He was in that program for about 4 or 5 years and was helped tremendously. He graduated with distinction from Iowa State University last year.

The learning disabilities student is a student who can achieve normally. If you expect it of them and if they have some help and guidance with their difficulty. Generally they grow out of the program due to the ability of these dedicated teachers.

That is not to say that all of the LD teachers are tremendous. Parents need to investigate and see that the teacher is a good one. I taught with one who was more focused on what her children couldn't do than what they could do.

I have had all types of students in my classes over the years. One student was so advanced that we decided that she needed to skip sixth grade as she was never challenged. Today she is a lawyer out east. One student had to be held back. He went on to success.

Students like Gwen's grandson who are talented can be harmed if parents aren't advocates for their special needs. Students like my nephew can be harmed if parent's aren't advocates for their special needs.

When those needs are met the student can soar and can accomplish much. I had one boy in my class who was in the LD program. When it came time for the project of planning his trip to Europe (my own invention) and the Medieval project he jumped in with both feet and (sure there were one or two misspelled words) his work was outstanding. I think the fact that I expected him to perform turned him around and made a big difference in his life.

I made my students memorize a poem. Not only is the memory work good for you but the philosophy in the poem is pretty outstanding. I have had them come back as seniors in High School and recite it to me.


If you think you are beaten, you are;


If you think you are beaten, you are;
if you think you dare not, you don't;
if you like to win, but you think you can't
it's almost a cinch you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you've lost;
for out in the world we find
success begins with a person's Will~
it's all in your state of mind.

If you think you are outclassed, you are;
you've got to think high to rise.
You've just got to be sure of yourself
before you can ever win the prize.

Life's battles don't always go
to the stronger or faster one,
but sooner or later the ones who wins
are the ones who thinks they can.


I found the poem in an old Masonic magazine and rewrote it a little because it said the MAN who wins, etc. and I wanted the girls to realize it was for them also. I don't know that I was able to reach every student in my class but I enjoyed working with them, I appreciated the partnership with the other teachers and liked it when the administrators either helped out or got out of the way so we could teach but mostly, I appreciated the parents who viewed their child's education as a partnership and worked with me to achieve the maximum success for their child.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Arcadia Table Lodge Photos


















This was the seventh annual Table Lodge for Arcadia Lodge. I think a good time was had by all and over $200 was raised for the Charity Fund. I am sure Larry will bolg about it on his Boring Life in Iowa Blog. I would venture to guess that he wasn't bored tonight. If you weren't there we missed you.

Miscellaneia


Things that bring me joy
Finding a new word.

resipiscent (re-si-PIS-uhnt) adjective
The teacher in me says you have to find out the meaning yourself.






A baby's smile




Checking my name on Google - If you put in Jay Cole Simser you get three pages with my name on it. Makes me feel important (Even though I know I'm not.)

Thinking about my blog readers.



I have a little program on my Blog that tells me that my Blog is read by people from all over the world. Every continent except Africa. I have had readers in the last month from Japan, Indonesia, India, Turkey, France, Belgium, Germany, Spain, Canada, Brazil, and of course the United States. I am read from coast to coast. That is awesome. Of course I have no idea what my readers look like but to me they are all young, attractive, intelligent, personable and use computers.









Finding a new Recipe. This is from Paula Dean and it was fun to make and went over well with those who ate it.
Cornucopia Salad

1 head iceberg lettuce, washed, patted dry, and torn into pieces
1/2 cup diced green bell pepper
1/2 cup diced celery
1 cup frozen green peas, thawed, uncooked
2 (8-ounce) cans sliced water chestnuts
3 bananas, sliced, tossed in 1/4 cup lemon juice
3/4 cup raisins
3/4 cup chopped nuts (pecans, walnuts, or salted peanuts)
1 cup grated Cheddar
3/4 cup chopped green onions, green part only
10 to 12 slices bacon, cooked until crisp, chopped
Dressing: _2 cups mayonnaise _1/4 cup sugar _1 tablespoon white vinegar

In a large rectangular dish, layer salad ingredients in the order listed, stopping after the nuts. Mix dressing ingredients and let stand for 5 minutes. Spread dressing over entire top of salad, covering it completely. Sprinkle cheese, green onions, and bacon over salad. Refrigerate for 3 to 4 hours before serving.


Making a new friend

Making up with an old friend.

A good night's sleep

Bailey

I know you have seen this picture before but he is so cute.

Yes, Max and Cassie make me happy also.

A good joke.

Doing something nice for someone or giving them something that they appreciate.

The smile on a person's face when they are glad to see me.

Hugs...given and received.

Knowing that my efforts are appreciated.

Kyra Sedgwick


Oatmeal Cookies
chocolate

Knowing that someone I love has had a success.

Driving

A good joke.

Writing a new poem (You can read my poetry by clicking on My Poetry in the list on the left.)

Lodge (Most of the time)

Writing an entry for my blog.

Knowing that God loves all of his children. Even those of us who mess up occasionally.

Finding something I agree with in a book I am reading.

Reading a good book.

Going to a good movie.

There are so many that I couldn't begin to list them all. I am mostly blessed. I ain't even gonna think about the downers.

I am currently awaiting the latest (last) Harry Potter book but I am not going down at midnight to get my copy. It is reserved so I'll get it in the morning.

Do We Recognize The Christ?


The Commandry of Knights Templar has three religious events during the year which it celebrates. Christmas, Easter and Ascension. The Ascension Service is essentially a memorial service. Christmas celebrates the birth of Jesus. To me the most important religious holiday is Easter. It celebrates the place of the Christ in our lives and the example which He left to us.

When I was Commander I gave the following message for the Easter Service. I think it still has some merit and I share it with you (edited) here.

Do We Recognize The Christ?

Luke 24: 16 “But their eyes were holden that they should not know him.” “They should not know him.” I wonder if we would recognize Christ if we were to meet him in today’s world.

The scripture I chose relates to another example where, after the resurrection Jesus appeared to his followers and was not recognized by them.

Think of that – The disciples, hand picked by Jesus to be with Him and travel with Him during the years of His ministry . . . the men who sat at His feet and learned the lessons which He taught from His mouth, and they did not recognize Him on the shore of the sea of Galilee.

Mary Magdalene, at the tomb took him for a gardener – was He so changed? He was able to show a doubting Thomas the hole in His side and the imprint of the nails so he must have been recognizable – and yet they did not recognize him!

All of us, I am sure, have had the experience of running into an acquaintance or someone we know in some place where we would not expect to see them and momentarily not recognizing them, and yet surely we would recognize a member of our family whom we had shared a meal with three or four days earlier, if we would meet them on the street or on the street and in places with which we would be familiar.

As a teacher of elementary students ages 10, 11, or 12 I have often been asked the question, “Do you remember me?” by a former student now grown to the age of 16 or 17. Of course I have the excuse that they have grown older and have changed, but even then I am often able to recognize them. And yet these men and women who were closer to Jesus than anyone else were unable to recognize Him at first.

In a Bible Commentary I found that some scholars believe that he was not recognized because He had undergone some change at resurrection. Yet before each encounter was over they were able to recognize him.

I have a visual aid. Teachers like to use visual aids. Look at the wood carving picture and tell me what it says.

It illustrates what I am talking about. Most people when they look at this small sign do not see the name on it. Just stare at it and relax your eyes a little. You will see that the word Jesus is there as plain as can be. in fact, once you identify that it says Jesus, you will have a hard time not seeing it.

When Jesus conquered death and arose from the tomb He was changed but he was not changed so as to be unrecognizable.

The Grand Commandery Message (for that year) stated in part, “Christ is Risen! Everything about Christianity depends on that.” We look for Him to come again because he has risen, and we all know that Ascension took place . . . and yet that other fact of Christianity, Ascension, does not mean that He has left the world. He promised “Lo I am with you always, even unto the end of the world.”

He also promised that wherever “two or three are gathered in His name – there He would be also.”

I believe those promises are being kept today – right here – right ow.

Christ is a work in the world today and the works which He does today are, as Jon says, “so many that if they were written, everyone, I supposed that even the world itself could not contain the books that should be written.”

These works are after the Resurrection and after the Ascension.

My question today is simple – Do we recognize the Christ? If not, will we begin to look for Him in today’s world?

Today’s world does not always paint a pretty picture for us to look at. We can’t always make sense of what seems to be happening around us. However, once we begin to recognize the Christ and look for Him daily, we will find it hard not to see Him.

One of my favorite stories is A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote. I read it every year to my class. In that story, about the author as a young boy and his “friend” a rather simple minded cousin there is one instance which I would like to relate at this time. This cousin is an elderly lady who, along with the author, is just tolerated by their relatives. They are each others “best friend” and spend a lot of time together. In this instance they are sitting on a hillside flying their Christmas presents to each other – a pair of kites. As they sit on the grass Capote’s friend cries,
“suddenly alert like a woman remembering too late she has biscuits in the oven. ‘You know what I’ve always thought?’ she asks in a tone of discovery, and not smiling at me but at a point beyond, ‘I’ve always thought a body would have to be sick and dying before they saw the Lord. And I imagined that when He came it would be like looking at the Baptist window: pretty as colored glass with the sun pouring through, such a shine you don’t know it’s getting dark. And it’s been a comfort; to think of that shine taking away all the spooky feeling. But I’ll wager it never happens. I’ll wager that at the very end a body realizes the Lord has already shown Himself. That things as they are’ – her hand circles in a gesture that gathers clouds and kites and grass and Queenie pawing earth over her bone – ‘just as they’ve always been was seeing Him. As for me, I could leave the world with today in my eyes.’”


“Just what they’ve always seen, was seeing Him.” Think of that – this child-like mind had the wisdom to recognize the Christ. And what a blessing that she was able to communicate that faith, that wisdom, to another child so that years later he would remember and write about it to share with us today.

I feel that it is our job as Christians to look constantly for the Christ – to invite “that Mind to be in us that was also in Christ Jesus.” into our lives. to see Him and to invite Him to work through us to make the world ready for Him – to recognize and exemplify the Christ..

Christ is with us today and He is recognizable to those who ar ewilling to enter into the spirit and look beyond material things to find Him.

Remember that visual aid? Remember that you at first you had to work to see the name, Jesus. Now that you have seen it you can’t see anything else. And yet nothing about the sign has changed – only our way of seeing it. Recognizing the Christ is sort of like that, At first you have to work to see Him, but once you begin you will find it hard to see anything else.

You will recognize him in the smile of a child – in the love of parents for their children; even in the halls of government when a step is made towards compassion or world peace; in the comforting touch given to those who mourn in every single facet of your everyday life once you begin to recognize him. He is there!

Someone recently wrote a question about the Second Coming to Bishop John Shelby Spong (who is one of my heroes) His response was, in part:
“On an even deeper level I think Christ comes each day in me when I live fully, love wastefully and dare to be all that I can be. When I assist others in the task of living loving and being, I think Christ comes to them. I commend that pattern to you.”
I agree.

- John Shelby Spong

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Masonic Leadership (and a joke for Larry)

First of all before I get started on today's rant (message/commentary/whatever) I have to say that the picture of the dog in the tree from yesterday just tickles me. It makes me wonder how he got there. Who or what was he following. Anyway I hope he got out.



Today I want to talk about Leadership. Particularly Masonic Leadership. I used to work with the Rainbow Girls - I was on the Rainbow Board, Chairman of Rainbow Grand Assembly, a Grand Executive and helped start the Rainbow Foundation and was President of it for awhile. Rainbow says that it teaches leadership (among other things) and it does. When I watched the girls begin in the order as shy little 12 year olds and then blossom (yes that is the right word) into poised young leaders it made all the effort that went into Rainbow worth it. (Unfortunately Rainbow has declined over the years to the point where they can hardly fill a big room at a motel for Grand Assembly whereas they used to fill half the Hilton Coliseum at Iowa State University - That is due more to a lack of adult leadership than anything else)

The girls were taught several basics of good leaders. They had to plan, preside, cooperate and push to accomplish their goals.

In Masonry, unfortunately, the leadership gets the idea that they do not have to cooperate and push. Sometimes they don't even plan. A basic fallicy of the Lodge system of leadership is that a man can hold office for seven years through a progressive line and never learn how to be a leader.

The gavel s the emblem of the Master and some of them think that all they have to do is learn how to rap the gavel one, two or three times and that is all that is required of them (Aside from the basic ritual which I have discussed earlier.

In Iowa we have several programs in place to help an officer learn to become a leader. In Texas, when I was down there this summer, I heard of "Warden's Retreats where they hold meetings with Wardens and try to give them training to become effective Masters. All well and good.

Unfortunately there is a fly in the ointment.
"You are the Master, It is up to you."


In other words, the man gets the idea that as Master he is a dictator and folks that just isn't the way to accomplish much. Even some Grand Master's have that idea.

I have seen all types over the past 41 years in Masonry. When I first came back to Ames we had a Master who would walk into the Lodge Room from the West - Go straight through the room to his station neither looking right or left and open and preside at the business meeting. I spent most of my time that year in Eastern Star and the York Rite.

Some Masters were "Hail fellow, well met, types of guys but they did not accomplish much during their year. Others made plans for activities but never followed through on them and did not even try to do them. When it came time for the scheduled event they just dropped it because it was too much trouble to get people involve. Others allowed degree work to take over and become the only thing that was done during the year. Degree work is a good thing but it won't (by itself) keep a Lodge active and viable.

When my mother was Worthy Matron of Eastern Star she sat the 17 officers down and told them that after the meeting they were to spread themselves out around the dining room and be hostesses and hosts to the members. After the members left the officers wold often go to a local restaurant to continue their fellowship and we had a good feeling that year. Things have changed.

Grand Lodge is that way also. I was visiting with a Past Grand Master last week-end and mentioned that one group of Grand Officers always seemed to "hang out" together. They were always off in a corner or sitting around a table together and never mingled with the Craft. Not really exhibiting the leadership we would like to see. He tole me that he was aware of that and he, like my mother, had told his officers to mingle.

Men go though the world in one of two ways according to a poem I once read and wish I still had a copy of it. You either look forward observing and planning and acting or you go through life looking backward and the only feeling you have is a "tingle in your ass" as events pass you by. Crude but true!

Some Masters have gone through the line and when they get to be Master do not have a clue as to what they are suppose to do. They are in a perpetual fog. to them the honor and glory of being Master is enough. They are not interested in making the Lodge (or Grand Lodge) better and stronger. They are not interested in cooperating and training the other officers to be the best they can be. For them doing the ritual is enough. They don't really have a clue.

I remember one of my officers complaining that as an officer he had never been involved in the decision making process of the Lodge. He was correct. Up until my year (1980) the Master did everything. And not much was done. Having been involved in York Rite and Eastern Star offices I wanted to change some things. The first thing I did with my officers was to sit them all down and plan the year. We set goals and ways to accomplish them. I came up with a tool for planning which I called Matrix planning. Later I wrote an article about it for the Knights Templar magazine called: Seven Steps for Success. The next thing we did was a complete revision of the By-laws most of which are still in force today. (One thing we put in them was a provision for an Annual Review of the By-laws - However, if you don't read the By-laws you don't follow them) We also planned and carried out a lot of activities.

The officer who complained went on to become Master and he did things as a dictator- just what he wanted with no help or input from officers or members. So, what do you do? Fortunately some of the others who followed him were better.

On a side note I have always said that the most important task of a Master is deciding who he will "start through the line." He doesn't want to just pick a good ritualist. He needs to pick a good leader and hopefully one (or more) who, when their time comes, will be better than he. Someone who will do the best job he can for the Lodge (or the Grand Lodge) and keep it growing stronger and better each year. unfortunately it doesn't always work that way.

I have always found that democracy takes time and effort. As a school teacher of fifth and sixth grade level I decided that I did not want the parents (or me) deciding everything for my students. I saw that the kids could plan and carry our and evaluate their own parties during the year so I worked to teach them. First we wrote a Constitution. I had them look over a simplified copy of the US Constitution (Thanks to the Scottish Rite for making it available in a nice little book). We
talked about what the parts of the Constitution were and they worked to write a Preamble stating the reasons for having their constitution. Then they worked on By-laws and rules of order and when they got done they elected class officers, held regular business meetings, Made and seconded motions (I move that NEVER I make a motion that) and planned activities and carried them out.



They were gems.

We also had sessions after the event where we evaluated the party and discussed (one at a time - please stand to make your comments) what we could do differently. Parents could provide the treats that the students decided on but they never planned the parties. My room mothers did not have a lot to do. The kids did it all and I think (hope) they learned from it. (I did exercise VETO power sometimes just because they wanted to watch a certain movie I was the one who was going to get in trouble for it if anyone complained - I learned that one the hard way)

So in conclusion I think there are several things a good leader must do - including, but not limited to:

PLAN - Think your ideas through and then bounce them off from some people who you respect. Then take them to the next step.

INVOLVE - Get as many people involved in the planning and carry out as you can.

ORGANIZE - Put your plans down in a systematic way so that they can be carried out with the maximum involvement with your membership.

PUSH - AKA - Follow through. You can't expect things to just happen You must stay engaged and keep on top of those responsible for accomplishing whatever task is agreed upon.

EVALUATE - After the event do a "Postmortem" with those involved. It will help in setting in their minds the pitfalls for the next event and will give everyone a sense of accomplishment.

This does not even address the all important issue of remembering that the Lodge is a big business. As such there is a fiscal responsibility necessary. You receive a lot of money from the members. (My Lodge dues are $80. a year and likely to go up.) You have to pay for the running of the lodge (lights, gas, telephone, garbage pick-up, routine maintenance, supplies, etc.) and the activities of the lodge. All of this costs money and dues (at the current level) aren't going to pay for all of it. So the Master, officers and members need to plan a budget and then follow through on expenditures to make sure that the Lodge stays within the budget.

All of this involves work and major balancing act for the leader. Plus the fact that he MUST keep the membership interested and active and be a gentleman at all times. You may want to call some of the Past Masters (and others) old poops but ou had better not. They will give you more support than any other group in the Lodge besides your officers. They've "been there and done that" and they know what you are going through. good Luck.

Enough of that. No Larry I did not have writer's block. Just didn't feel much like blogging. Be satisfied with what you get. I appreciate the puns you dedicated to me on you blog so here is one for you.

Two Catholic Boys


There were two Catholic boys, Timothy Murphy and Antonio
Secola, whose lives parallel each other in amazing ways. In the same
year Timothy was born in Ireland , Antonio was born in Italy . Faithfully
they attended parochial School from kindergarten through their senior
year in high school. They took their vows to enter the priesthood early
in college, and upon Graduation, became priests.

Their careers had come to amaze the world, but it was
generally acknowledged that Antonio Secola was just a cut above
Timothy Murphy in all respects. Their rise through the ranks of Bishop,
Archbishop and finally Cardinal was swift to say the least, and the
Catholic world knew that when the present Pope died, it would be one of
the two who would become the Next Pope.

In time the Pope did die, and the College of Cardinals
went to work. In less time than anyone had expected, white smoke rose
from the chimney and the world waited to see whom they had chosen.

The world, Catholic, Protestant and secular, was surprised
to learn that Timothy Murphy had been elected Pope!

Antonio Secola was beyond surprise. He was devastated,
because even with all of Timothy's gifts, Antonio knew he was the
better qualified.

With gall that shocked the Cardinals, Antonio Secola asked
for a private session with them in which he candidly asked, "Why Timothy?"

After a long silence, an old Cardinal took pity on the
bewildered man and rose to reply. "We knew you were the better of the
two, but we just could not bear the thought of the leader of the Roman
Catholic Church being called Pope Secola."

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Pick Me Ups



Thanks to Sam for sending the above. I also found this blog, Cute with Chris. It is off the wall.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Random Masonic thoughts - Joke at the end.



I keep finding new Blogs. This one is called Masonic Minute and this Post ("What The hell Do you guys do?") is worth a read.



Obviously we don't work in building as the one picture shows. - One wag (me) has claimed that we put long and distinguished titles on each other. (Case in point - I am Most Excellent Companion, Jay Cole Simser Past Grand High Priest of the Grand Chapter of Royal Arch Masons of the State of Iowa. Jheesh!) But we do much more than that. Read his post for his take on what we do.



Another thing we do is use archaic words in our ritual. Hele (pronounced hail) is one of them. You can find a lengthy discussion of the word here.

I would bet that most Masons have never given a thought to that word. Even some Past Grand Masters and Ritualists do not have a clue. They think that it means to call out to someone to attract attention. (By the way if you don't know it you click on the highlighted word and it will take you to the link showing the discussion)

Another word is "palliate" In the charge for the second degree the candidate is told not to "palliate or aggravate the offenses of your brethren." Now that word is easier to find, It means to "disguise the seriousness or gravity of the offense." So unless the candidate is curious it goes right over his head. I would venture a guess that most people (even the ones giving the charge) never think about what the word means.

I never used to think much about the meanings behind the ritual. We tell a candidate that he is "placed in the northeast corner of the Lodge" because the first stone of a building was placed in that spot. Then somewhere I read that the northeast corner was symbolically the dividing line between the East (place of Light) and the North (place of darkness) and that it meant that he had a choice to choose the "LIGHT" or the darkness. See, meaning upon meaning.

Sometimes I hear things in the ritual that aggravate me. While not a part of the ritual there is a line in the midnight soliloquy where the speaker mentions that he is on the banks of the Euphrates. Well let me tell you folks, as an old geography teacher I know where the Euphrates is and it is not near King Solomon's Temple and he would not have been in that place He would more likely have been on the banks of the Jordan River. But the guys like the lecture and it is left in without much thought as to what it says. I guess it doesn't really matter.

Another thing I became aware of recently is the idea of one line which says "where the tide ebbs and flows twice in twenty-four hours" Folks there are no tides in the Mediterranean Sea where the drama was supposed to take place.

This is all leading up to a wild (irreverent) thought I had last night during the Fellowcraft degree. At one point the candidate is told that there were 80,000 Fellow craft masons who labored for 6 days and on the seventh repaired to the apartment of King Solomon to receive their wages. They first had to go up a flight of winding stairs and then pass two gates and give passwords and grips. Last night I began to think of the logistics of that. 80,00 men lined up going up a flight of narrow, winding stairs through two gates - giving a password and grip at two different stops and then the King himself hands out their wages - to 80,000 men. Boggles the mind. Especially a warped one like mine.

Of course, I understand that we are not supposed to take these things literally - they are allogorical, but as I said you are dealing with a warped mind here.

On another note, I have mentioned previously my involvement in the Red Cross of Constantine. This is the highest honor that can be given to a York Rite Mason. There are two Conclaves in the state of Iowa and our membership is limited to 50 Masons in each. (We can also have 15 Emeritus members) so that makes 100 Masons (plus 30) so honored among all of the Masons in Iowa. I felt more honored to have been proposed and accepted into this Order than to have been elected Grand High Priest.

Last Saturday St. Bartholomew Conclave elected new members. A man is not supposed to know that he is even being considered as a member of the Conclave. He is then extended an invitation to join. We elected new members last Saturday and I got to meet with one of them to tell him about the honor. Actually there were three of us who met with him. We had a really nice visit and to say he was surprised and pleased was an understatement. It was one of the greatest things lately in my life to see the pleasure and humility exhibited by this worthy Mason. He will be installed into the Conclave in October.

Then on another note. Through the wonders of the Internet and through a conversation initiated by the Knight Masons group I was visiting with the head of the Red Cross for our United Grand Imperial Council Fred Kleyn who is the Most Illustrious Grand Sovereign. One thing led to another and he was invited and accepted to attend our meeting in October. It will be the first time in my memory that a Grand Sovereign has agreed to come to St. Bartholomew Conclave. (Perhaps the others weren't invited) I've been a member since 1981 and Recorder since 1985 (except for 1993 when I was Sovereign) - I enjoy this group, as I have said, more than any other Masonic group except for the Lodge itself. There are no axes to grind and the social fellowship is the keystone in the organization.

So, besides having some really great Masons at new members we will have the Grand Sovereign with us. something to look forward to. - I think I have rambled on enough for today, be sure to check Larry's Blog. He has a couple of (awful?) jokes to read. Perhaps I will put one (an awful joke) up later today. Love someone. Hugs - jcs

OK, I just got this in the e-mail from my friend Dom. I'll share it now.

Why Wedding Dresses Are White

A VERY BRAVE MAN WROTE THIS
(He may already be gone from us)


A son asked his mother the following question:
"Mom, why are wedding dresses white?"

The mother looks at her son and replies,
"Son, this shows your friends and relatives that
Your bride is Pure."

The son thanks his Mom and goes off to double-check
This with his Father.

"Dad why are wedding dresses white?"

The father looks at his son in surprise and says,
"Son, all household appliances come in white."

Hugs again. j

Monday, July 16, 2007

Worth Reading

Ed Halpus is the Grand Lodge Education Officer for Minnesota. He sends a couple of different e-mails out with something interesting to read. His lastest follows:

The following is from the Alberta Grand Lodge Bulletin of 1936: Alberta, Canada. This was written and published 71 years ago. No matter how old you might be I think you will agree that 71 years is a long time, but when you read what is below I think you will also agree that some things have not changed all that much in all those years. When you read the following you will notice that the piece is as relevant today as it was when it was written. Brother Kevan Van Herd also reproduced this article in his book “A Collection of St. George’s Banner.” Thanks Brother Kevan.

Worthy and Well Qualified


There is a growing feeling among thinking Freemasons that admission to the Order is too easy and that we have dissipated our strength in mere numbers.

True it is that the present apparent qualifications for admission are no more than are required for almost any organization of honest men who demand integrity, ability, and willingness to pay his way, as the principal needs of the initiate.

But Freemasonry demands more than integrity of character and ability to pay. It demands a high intelligence, a desire for knowledge for its own sake, and that type of mentality which can prudently interpret symbols into everyday action, not only in the body of the lodge, but in the day to day business of life.

Too many superlatively honest and kindly men are in our ranks with but a limited idea of what Freemasonry is trying to do, and too many good men have passed through these ranks bored with endless repetition of apparently idle ceremonies, failing to grasp the foundations of the personal and practical philosophy of life which the Masonic ritual strives to teach.

Freemasonry may be, as is all too often the case, at fault in failing to properly instruct its neophytes, but if the material with which the teachers must work is missing; the chances of making Masons rather than lodge members is small.

With a group of members whose ideal of Freemasonry is the endless conferring of degrees with only a limited understanding achieved of what the symbolism and language of these degrees are intended to convey, it is small wonder that eventually these same members imbued with exactitude of repetition as the final goal of perfection will, as officers, control the lodge and unwittingly drive from its ranks those who have caught something of the gleam.

It seems, therefore, that "worthy and well qualified" shall require, not only sterling character and willingness to pay a material price, but the capacity to absorb, develop, and use an ancient philosophy, and the ability to find in the hoary old ceremonies a retreat to eternal truths far from the rampant materialism of our age. Initiates might be fewer, for such qualifications are not given to many, but of them the real Freemason is made.


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Another reading is The Last Stated on Larry Juncker's Blog. Larry is Junior Steward in Arcadia Lodge and a regular reader of my blog. When he figured out that this is easy to do (It must me even a dummy like me can do it.) he decided to have a go at it. I think we created a monster. Four Postings in one day.

I, of course, have figured something else out. I don't have to write myself to entertain you. Just steal from others. Be sure to read Tim Bonney's Blog for yesterday also.

And now finally some humor Enjoy.

A young farm lad from Iowa went off to college, but after about two months, he had foolishly squandered away all of the money his parents gave him. Then he got an idea. He called his daddy. "Dad," he says, "you won't believe the wonders that modern education is coming up with! Why, they actually have a program here at Iowa State that will teach our dog Ole Blue how to talk!"

"That's absolutely amazing", his father said. "How do I get him in that program?"

"Just send him down here with $1,000", the boy says. "I'll get him into the course."

So his father sent the dog and the $1,000. But after another two months, the money ran out, again. The boy called his father again.

"So how's Ole Blue doing, son", his father asked.

"Awesome, Dad, he's talking up a storm," he replied, "but you just won't believe this - they've had such good results with this program that they've implemented a new one to teach the animals how to READ!"

"READ", exclaimed his father, "No kidding! What do I have to do to get him in that program?"

"Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class."

So his father sent the money.

The boy now had a problem. At the end of the year, his father would find out that the dog could neither talk, nor read. So he shot the dog.

When he got home at the end of the semester, his father is all excited. "Where's Ole Blue? I just can't wait to see him talk and read something!"

"Dad", the boy said, "I have some grim news. Yesterday morning , just before we left to drive home, Ole Blue was in the living room kicked back in the recliner, reading the Wall Street Journal, like he usually does. Then he turned to me and asked, "So, is your daddy still messing around with that little redhead who lives in town?"

The father shouted, "I hope you shot that SOB before he talked to your mother!"

"I sure did, Dad!"

"That's my boy!"

Naturally, the kid went on to become a lawyer.

Have a great day. Love someone! Hugs. j

Audrey



I loved Audrey Hepburn. I think that what I loved about her the most was her work for the world's children with UNICEF. You can read about her at the Site Audreyhepburn.com. She was a great lady. Enjoy the song. Love someone. Hugs jcs

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Aspects of Masonry



I was looking at Tim's latest post on Masonic Ciphers over at Freemasonry Resources and it got me to thinking about the Masonic ritual and ciphers, etc. For some the RITUAL is everything. They memorize the entire ritual - Yes the entire ritual - and they take a test and become a Masonic Instructor and then learn the floor work (Square corners and all) and eventually they become a District Lecturer. The system in Iowa is such that is it (usually) only these people who go on to become Grand Officers and eventually Grand Masters. That is the system I grew up with. It perpetuates itself.

That is all well and good - to a point. For these Brothers (sometimes) the Ritual is the end all and be all of the Fraternity. Ritual learning is easy for them and they revel in it. Sure they make mistakes but there is always one or two around and they correct each other and they also go to ritual schools (for an inordinate amount of time) to maintain their proficiency. I admire them, I really do but I also have problems with this mentality.

Ritual is important. It is the skeleton upon which Masonry hangs. Jim Sears and I had this discussion years ago when he was Master. He wrote an article for the Newsletter about it. It is not, however, all there is to Masonry

Ritual, well performed and dramatically presented is beautiful to behold. (Now the Board of Grand Custodians will disagree with me on the dramatically performed statement - but you know where they are coming from.) The initiation for the brother who undergoes this experience is (can be) a life changing one.

I hate ritual which is given in a sing-song way or so overly dramatic that the performance takes away the meaning of the work. Bill Yungclas, Ron Linhart are three great ritualists who come to mind. There are others that I could mention but these three put real meaning into their work. The words are understandable and meaningful and the presentation is such that it is easily followed and the candidate can actually learn something from it. There are others (who I won't mention) who just say the words. Ritual is essentially a Mystery Play designed to teach certain valuable lessons.

I have learned a fair amount of ritual in my time. Perhaps the first was the posting lectures when I took my degrees. Having to memorize the questions and answers to these lectures and then recite them in open Lodge was a great experience. You are supposed to learn them "mouth to ear" without anything written down. (in practice there is a "little book" you can use that Tim describes in his blog entry) It taught me a lot about myself and it also had an impact on my teaching. thereafter I always made my students memorize and recite a poem for me. Learning to memorize is a good thing.

Iowa has done away with this experience and it is sad. It took a little longer to become a Mason but it was a valuable experience. First of all it proved that you were able to learn something and secondly you formed a bond with the person who taught you. It also gave you a great feeling of accomplishment because these were not easy. (Two men a father and son learned both the questions and the answers and asked and answered them for their proficiency. That was really a great thing to see.)

We seem to think that quantity is important right now so over the years we first shortened the requirement and then did away with it all together. I find that there are always people who want to change things and others who want keep things as they were. My jury is still out on the experiment. We have some great new Masons in my Lodge and they are just as active as the ones who came in under the old system. Of course being a college town many join and them move on. They take their Masonry with them.

What I started out trying to write about and I see I am (as usual) going on far to long was that RITUAL is not the only aspect of Freemasonry that we should concern ourselves with. The entire Masonic experience is like a multi faceted jewel. You can look at it from many sides.

On one side it is a business. In many cases a big business. The officers must understand cash flow, revenue and expenditures and they must plan for future growth.

Another side of the coin is the Charity work. By their very nature Masons are charitable. Perhaps the greatest Masonic Charity is the Shrine. These Masons do wonderful work with the Shrine Hospitals.

Shriners like to party and that is a controversial aspect of their organization. But there is a long tradition of Masons liking to party also. they used to meet in Taverns around the "festive board" with feasting and toasting. Then they would sing and eventually parade home in loud noisy groups. That , of course, has all changed although we do have more controlled Table Lodges today. In fact Arcadia Lodge is having its Annual Table Lodge this coming Friday night. If you want tickets they are still available (sorry ladies, you have to be a Mason to attend) Just send me an e-mail ($30.)

Leadership training is a neglected part of Masonry. The Rainbow Girls advertise, Public Speaking, Poise, Leadership, Fun, as parts of their program. In Texas they have Wardens Retreats where they get all the Senior and Junior Wardens (future Masters) together for training. Iowa uses the Lodge Service Committee Grand Master's Area Meetings, Neighborhood Meetings and Secretaries Conferences as aspects of leadership training. some attempt was made in the Grand Chapter Royal Arch Masons to have leadership sessions and the Grand Chapter of Eastern Star has "Vision Meetings" but by in large I think we lag behind in "organized" Leadership training in the state.

The most important aspect of Masonry for me is the bonding between Brothers. Joseph Fort Newton says this about the Men's House in primitive culture:
" It was called the Men’s House, a secret lodge in which every young man, when he came to maturity, was initiated into the law legend and tradition of his people. ..it was really the center of early tribal life, council chamber, the guest house, the place of meeting for men, where laws were made and courts were held, and where the trophies of war were treasured” “It is not easy to exaggerate the importance of these secret lodges in the formative period of society in promoting that sense of kinship, sanctity, and loyalty which lies at the roots of law, order and religion


For me that is what Masonry is. Not just the ritual, the business, the leadership opportunities. It is the bonding with other men and associating with them in a comon cause to do good in the world.

Newton also said:
"Freemasonry appeals to me, first, by its fellowship; and next to the home and House of God, it is the most blessed influence in my life. Its simple and profound faith, its wise and practical philosophy – uniting the wisdom of love with the love of wisdom – illumine my mind, as its genius of fraternity warms my heart. But still more Masonry appeals to me as an agency for the organization of moral faith, practical brotherhood, and social idealism, the worth and power of which have not yet realized."


I don't think Masonry has yet realized that power and worth. I do know that for me it is a powerful influence in my life and I am grateful that my mother once said to me "You might enjoy the Masons." I certainty have.
Love someone. Hugs, j

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Quotes from Alan Arkin

The January 2007 issue of Esquire includes lists, by well-known people, of "What I've Learned." Here are a few items from actor Alan Arkin. You could find a worse guru to follow:
. Things are never going to turn out the way you think they will.
. Improvisation has been crucial to my whole life; it's what we're doing all the time.
. No matter what you do or where you are, you're going to be missing out on something.
. If you're looking outside yourself for substantiation of your own happiness, you're going to fail.
. Anything you're rigid about, sooner or later, the rug is going to be pulled out from under you.
. I read somewhere that some people believe that the entire universe is a matrix of living thought. And I said, "Man, if that's not a definition of God, I don't know what is."
Truth is always unfolding. It's not an absolute (104).

Welcome Larry



My friend and Brother Larry has joined the Bloggers our there in the Blogosphere. His Blog is My Boring Life in Iowa and may be accessed by clicking on here.

I told him that I used to have a sign in my classroom that said, "Being Bored is an insult to one's self!" It went right over most of my student's heads (probably because I had it posted above the chalkboard ) I will put him in my links.

Checking my blogs

Every day I check certain Blogs. Ken and Taner have not put much up of late but Karmen over at Chaotic Utopia has a really good post about Education (especially Science and Philosophy) here.

Each Friday she does a Friday Fractal.

I don't claim to understand Fractals but ever since Dan Ashlock (Charlotte's Dad) did one of me (unfortunately lost after several moves and one major computer crash - Back up your "stuff" folks) I have enjoyed them. She does not use color as much as Dan did but I enjoy looking at them. Anyway be sure to read the recommended Education post. She says it better than I could have.
Love someone, Hugs. jcs

Friday, July 13, 2007

Oh Really!

I gave my friend Taner a hard time last evening. (But that is OK because he always gives me a hard time.) He use the current word in vogue 'Really' in response to something I said.

Taner is not the only person who does this. It is pervasive in our society and I really dislike it (Hate is too strong a word but it comes to mind.) A former friend of mine once said "Really" in response to my calling her and telling her that I couldn't pick her up because my car wouldn't start. I said something like "No, I am just telling you that because I don't want to pick you up." My sarcasm went right over her head.

People use these words with out thinking." Actually they probably use them because they don't have to think. It is an automatic conditioned response. They use them to fill in space in a conversation. Generally because they are not thinking. Sometimes "Really" is just not an appropriate response - REALLY!

I don't usually say anything about it but Taner is a good enough friend with a well developed sense of humor and he seems to delight in putting me on the spot.

There have always been words or overworked phrases used this way in our society. I used to campaign against them in my classroom. Sometimes they are poor grammar that creeps in and everybody starts to us it. My students used to say "Me and _____" all the time. I would tell them that there were no mean people allowed in the classroom.

Some people use a "catch phrase" as punctuation. One person I know uses "and that" others use "you know" in place of a pause in a sentence. I used to play a game and count the number of times the phrase came up in conversation. Again, I would tell my students that they should not use "you know" as punctuation.

I think it would be hilarious if, for example,reporters would respond to George Bush when he makes one of his patronizing pronouncements by saying "Oh, Really" - I wonder what he would do?

Anyway that is my rant for today. I am not going to change people but at least I got it "off my chest" (Should I say anything about a cliché ?) At least I don't correct my adult friends in public (usually) as the former friend I mentioned earlier once did. She corrected my grammar in front a wait person. Maybe that is one of the reasons she is a former friend. (By the way I checked with several others and my use of the word was correct - Ha!)

By the way my "Grammer" died in 1959.

I am really kind of tired today. I woke up about 5:00 with something for Knight Masons on my mind to do so I came out and worked on it. I have four packets of material ready to give to the chairman of the By-laws committee when I see him tomorrow. So i think I will post this and nap. Have a good Friday the 13th.

Love someone - Hugs, jcs

Quote for Today

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

Leo Buscaglia


More here.
What love we've given, we'll have forever. What love we fail to give, will be lost for all eternity.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Peaks and Valleys



This picture reminds me of the way my life has been. There have been peaks and valleys and lately I feel like I have been on a roller coaster. I have had incredible "Highs" in my life.

Becoming a "Big Brother" at the age of 10 was one of them. Virginia Ruth (Ginny) was born July 1, 1952 in Atlantic, Iowa. I was staying with my grandparents in Ames and I can still recall the feeling and bring back a very vivid memory of that phone call telling me I had a little sister. She was a major joy in my life and I will always be grateful she is still in my life even though she now lives in Missouri in a wheelchair. I think she is grateful that she is living in Missouri also.

I remember before she was born asking my mother why she was getting so fat. It was explained later.

I think graduating from High School was one of them. There were only 17 in my class at Gilbert High School in 1959. The family gathered around and there was a big party. At that time I had incredible support from my mother's family. The only thing which would have made it better would have been if my father had bothered to come to the event. He was invited.

That same year we all went through an incredible low. My mother was in the hospital and I had just entered college and my grandfather and I had just sat down to eat salmon patties and creamed potatoes. (To this day I do not enjoy those foods, particularly in that combination.) My grandmother had gone to bed early with an "upset stomach" and all of a sudden she exclaimed "My God, I am awful sick. - And she was NEVER sick. She died within ten minutes while I tried to call for help (No 911 in those days). I can still remember my Aunt Jo coming up and hugging me in the driveway. She told me never to forget "Ma" - she had Ginny and Rick (her son) with her. She said the kids were too young and they would not remember her. Well I think they were wrong. Ginny, at least remember her. I spent about an hour on the side of the hill pulling on the grass and crying - In fact I still cry thinking about it.

The next morning I came upstairs and there was my Aunt Fran (up from Adel) hanging up the phone. As she walked away she repeated the words of the caller. "Oh no, not Sadie Cole." The next few days are a blur. It was like losing my mother who was in the hospital through all of this and could not even attend the funeral.

One of the things which helped me through it was what my grandmother had said when leaving the graveside service for her brother (Caroll Underwood) - she said, "That's not him in there."

Sometimes it is easier to remember the valleys than the peaks. I did not do well in college that year and took a "gap" year to decide what I wanted to do with my life. Part of the problem was the emotional toll which my grandmother's death took. Part of it was just immaturity.

Another real low was watching my grandfather die slowly over the next years as he mourned my grandmother and I will tell you this her death was hard on us but not nearly as hard as watching my grandfather go inch by inch. That is why I have a trusted friend ready to "pull the plug" when the time comes and I actually hope I go the way my grandmother did. I guess we don't really have a choice when you get right down to it.

I got a job at Collegiate Manufacturing and it developed into a better job because I saw a way of making a system they were using by consolidating several tasks and I got the new job. That was a "high" making a suggestion and implementing it and when I left they really wanted me to stay.

During this time the youth minister (Verda Aegeter) at First United Methodist Church suggested that I teach a Sunday School Class. I won't say that I was an unqualified success but I did throw out the curriculum (if someone dies it is your Christian duty to take them a pie) and did my own thing. (We studied Judaism as the roots of Christianity. That experience took me on an incredible which brought me many highs and a few lows. I decided to become a teacher. I went to State College of Iowa (now the University of Northern Iowa) That was mostly a 'high" culminating in Graduation in 1965 and a job teaching 5th grade in Marion, Iowa at Linn-Mar schools. There I met John Behrend who was also just starting out. He and I became good friends and as he had done his student teaching in Mexico We went to Mexico and traveled around by bus. It was an awesome adventure and we even wound up in a Mexican whorehouse. (Not to worry folks. The two farm boys from Iowa made a hasty retreat)

John was more adventuresome than I and I believe he became a courier for the State Department. Anyway I used to get postcards from all over. After I moved to Ames to teach for the next 34 years he used to stop by for brief visits. We had fun.

I had joined the Masons (you all know what that is - right? ) Eventually I got into the York Rite and was asked to become Grand Captain of the Host which lead to my becoming Grand High Priest in 1981. At the same time I was working in the Symbolic Lodge line and was Worshipful Master in 1980. Also was Worthy Patron several times.

A major high was being asked to join St. Bartholomew Conclave, Red Cross of Constantine. The Red Cross (in my opinion) is the highest award in York Rite Masonry and I considered it a higher honor than being Grand High Priest.

Not as many lows for a long time and then my mother got ill and had to start using oxygen and began her own slow decline it was hard. I will always be grateful for her friends who ignored the cannula dispensing oxygen and helping her through this time.

Working with friends at school and being appreciated by (some) people was always a "high" Then Ginny had her "accident" and wound up in a wheelchair and that began a period of way downs. There were a few "ups' but then I got ill and went into the hospital with flesh eating bacteria eating away at my leg. I am going to tell you this that the doctors I had literally saved my life. During that time the Lodge Brothers and parents taught me a lesson in friendship and brotherhood. They moved me from my old house to the new place I had to get to accommodate my sister's wheelchair.

Sometimes the highs are little things such as getting greeted by Bailey when I come home. Sometimes it is a comment in an e-mail from a friend who is a Past Grand High Priest. (yeah this sounds like I am blowing my own horn but this is not his "usual" comment to me. We have fun teasing one another.)

I read about your ring. Bob made an excellent choice in selecting you for that honor. You are unlike so many members of our our Craft........you expect or want nothing for your labors! I have always admired that about you. I have always admired your willingness to share your insight, knowledge and advice(when asked) with any member. I am very proud to have Jay Cole Simser for a brother and a friend.


He has no idea how much that comment meant to me. Thanks Tom I needed that!

Another friend and Brother and regular blog reader called me up and visited with me. As you (who are regular readers know I have been wallowing in a major "pity party" I no longer feel a part of my family and was missing my Mom and others and felt a major lack of emotional closeness with anyone. I am not complaining. It is just the way things are. Any way I "dumped" on Bob and opened up to him and he jump-started me by kicking my butt and letting me know how much he and others cared - I needed that and so I now feel that I can "climb back on the wagon again." When you get to low down in the valley you can't always find your own way out of it and I am really grateful for those who helped be start to the top again. I feel I am ready for the next "high"

I hope all of you who have bothered to read this rather long post are having "highs" Remember - you are loved. Hugs, jcs

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

You Tube - Tom Rush Remember Song

Ok, I wasn't going to put this up (I'm not crazy about "getting old" things because I refuse to get old. After all being a sexagenarian just means I'm sexy. -- right? Right! But this little three minute ditty is just to funny. Enjoy
Be Loved. Hugs! jcs

Charlotte Ashlock

Charlotte Ashlock was a student of mine at Edwards Elementary School. She is a gifted, talented writer and I loved her writing. When I was in the hospital she sent me pages of her poetry and writings and they helped me get through the experience.

She and her family (all very talented, by the way) moved to Canada and I lost touch. I was wondering about them and went out and "googled" them and found them and I also found one of her poems. I love the imagery in it. I understand she is in college out East. Her mother said she was going to ask her to send me some of her poems but so far they haven't come into my in-box. Charlotte, if you ever read this my addresses are: JaycoleS@aol.com or JaycoleS@gmail.com -- In the meantime here is her poem.

First Place -
Time
by Charlotte Rachel Ashlock
We all spin in the circles of time
A vast merry-go-round, all frantically
Clutching the tip of the clock's hand
All getting dizzier and dizzier as each turning of days
Brings us again and again
Through the same weary old hours.
O stop this endless spinning!
Let me walk to the center of the clock
And stand unmoved and certain,
Watching the world move around me.
Let me feel something solid under my feet.
I need to know who I am.

Incredible



Butch Zummak sent me this link. He says:
WOW! WOW! WOW! WATCH TO THE END...

You need to watch this person paint till the very end.

I agree, It takes about 5 and a half minutes. Enjoy

Be Loved, Hugs! j

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Edith Piaf



I saw two movies in the theater last week. One was entitled "Once" and it is getting rave reviews. I didn't like it (Perhaps because of the mood I have been in) the other was a French film about Edith Piaf(La Vie en Rose). I really enjoyed the film even though it was very difficult to watch. The Little Sparrow (Piaf means Sparrow in French) was one of the greatest singers - EVER (in my opinion). Enjoy the clip. It is my favorite song by her.
I went down to Borders and got an album and had a nice conversation with a young man who approved my choice of purchase. He is also a fan.

Be loved. Hugs, j

Monday, July 9, 2007

Sadie Cole



I want to spend a few moments with my grandmother, Sadie Cole. I called my grandmother Ma and worshiped her. In fact, I don’t believe I ever heard anyone say a bad word against her.

She had been married once before but her first husband died. They had one child my Aunt Ethlynn whom everyone called “Sis.” The story goes that on the day she married her first husband someone saw my grandfather on the street and because of the look of despair on his face asked him what was wrong. He answered, “The only woman I will ever love got married today.” After her husband died he paid suit to her and married her and had five girls with her. All of my aunts were wonderful but I was most fortunate in my mother as she was much like my grandmother in temperament.

My grandmother was a wonderful cook and we had Sunday dinners and holiday dinners at our house. We moved in with them after my parents were divorced (I was about 3 or 4) and lived on the Hog Cholera Research Station where they discovered Chrystal Violet Vaccine. (You can read about it by clicking on the link. My grandfather was Dr. C.G. Cole) My grandfather was the head of the Station. When I was in Fifth grade we moved out of there as my mother had remarried and my stepfather took us to Atlantic, Iowa. Later they were divorced and we moved back with my grandparents. By this time my grandfather had retired and moved to the north side of Ames. This was in the Gilbert High School district and again I was fortunate to be able to go to school there with its small classes and caring teachers.

My grandmother had an antique shop on the front porch and I grew up around beautiful things. Art glass, Wedgwood, cut glass and interesting furniture were among the many things we enjoyed. Many people came to her shop and we always had to stop what we were doing to wait on customers. She did not worry about the "small stuff". In fact, she and my mother split the duties. She would cook and mom would clean up. (My grandfather vacuumed). One time she took some people to the basement to look through a box. Someone (probably my mother) asked about letting them go down there as it was not too clean at the time. My grandmother's response was, "They can like it or lump it."

She was the type of person that everyone loved and I was fortunate to have grown up with two "mothers" - The only time my grandfather ever got mad at me was when I said something which hurt my grandmother's feelings. I deserved it and I have always tried to remember that lesson. To this day I do not consciously try to hurt someones feelings. I am not always successful but I try.

My grandmother’s father was a lawyer, educated in Madison, Wisconsin. He had been mayor of Ames and Master of Arcadia Lodge Ancient Free and Accepted Masons. My grandfather’s family moved here in 1865. They came by rail and first settled near the area of Homewood Golf Course. Later (1875) they moved to the home place at 13th and Burnett. The house I remember as belonging to my three maiden aunts. Originally the Coles had come from Ireland and settled in western Massachusetts. They were farmers and bricklayers and builders.

I have a wonderful heritage and wish I could do justice to my grandparents in this entry but I can't. Just one more tale which illustrates what type of people they were. Whenever they could they would help people. One lady with a large family lost her husband. She was alone with at least 4 children. My grandparents with a large family of their own took them in and endeavoured to help them. They have remained close to us until they passed on. I always thought they were related to us. In a way I guess they were. They were related by Spirit rather than blood. To me that is probably a more important tie.

Be loved, Hugs, j

The Great Architect



From Wikipedia:
An architect is a person who is involved in the planning, designing and oversight of a building's construction. The word "architect" (Latin: architectus) derives from the Greek arkhitekton (arkhi (chief) + tekton (builder))")[1]

Architects design houses and buildings. They plan offices and apartments. They design schools, churches, and airport terminals. Their plans involve far more than a building's looks. Buildings must be safe and strong. They must also suit the needs of the people who use them. Architects look at all these things.

They design. They supervise. The workers build. In Masonry we refer to God as the Great Architect of the Universe. I got to thinking about this term. It was not originally used in Masonry. I believe a Scottish preacher first used it but I may be wrong. Anyway the whole idea of God as an Architect appeals to me. Masons are the "builders" - the workers who are taught how to do things and charged with making the building "safe and strong." The Architect works in his office and plans. Then he lets the workers work. It seems to me that "God" is like that. He planned, created plans and then He lets us work. He does not send trials and tribulations or punishments our way. Katrina was not Divine retribution for a "wicked and sinful" populace of New Orleans.

If we find something wrong we must correct it. The Architect has done his work. The rest is up to us. Be Loved. Hugs, jcs

Kissing Hank's Ass

Sunday, July 8, 2007

He Said it!



"For my own part, when I am employed in serving others, I do not look on myself as conferring favors but as paying debts. In my travels and since my settlement I have received much kindness from men, whom I will never have an opportunity of making the least direct return: and numberless mercies from God, who is infinitely above being benefited by our services. These kindness from men I can therefore only return to their fellow men, and I can only show my gratitude for these mercies from God, by a readiness to help his other children and my Brethren."
Benjamin Franklin, Freemason

Where is the joy?

I love this poem. It reminds me of Bailey when I come home. He is so happy to see me.
Be sure to click on the link below to see another example of pure animal joy.

A Poem by Doris Peel

Couldn’t it be
that animals who gambol
on sunlight slopes –
lambs, colts
calves still wobbly
are evidence enough that Something IS?

For where has it come from,
this elation of theirs?

After all
no award’s
being handed out
for the friskiest pair
of kicked up heels.
There’s not even anyone
to call “Bravo!”
as a new creature
springs, you’d suppose,
only this hour from Genesis One –
bounds on stiff little legs
from the ground, or goes
without a soul
to tell him ow
cantering off on his gala own.
So again I ask
where has it come from,
this pure joy?
Juicing up
from Muscle and bone.


Go here to find it. (Just click)

Saturday, July 7, 2007

Lake Memories


In Northern Minnesota there is a little bit of Paridise. Leech Lake has always been connected to my family for me. The first time I was ever there I rode up with my grandparents (exciting tip my grandfather was driving) and spent a very short time there. I still hve a picture of my grandmother sitting and looking at the lake from a bench on the end of the dock. My Aunt Jean took the picture and it is my favorite picture of Ma (That is what I called my grandmother)> I have never seen her so relaxed. You can read about her here. The entry is unfinished but it tells a little. Perhaps someday I will finish it.
(By the way Bailey's Resort on the map has nothing to do with Bailey's Buddy - Just happend that way.)


My mother also loved Leech Lake. She actually lived for those times in the summer (first one week, then two and finally three) when we would pack everything up and make the 400 + some mile to the lake. We stayed in a resort run by Paul and Germa Bantz and they were great folks. They became true friends and so did the people who came up at the same time we did (usually the first part of August). It was not much of a cabin. No shower but it was enough. Unfinished walls. No ceiling. You could look right up to the roof. It did have a porch and that was where Mother chose to sleep. She loved to wake up in the night and look out on the lake. The cabin was so close to the water that you felt like you were right on the water. There was a table on the porch and that was where we ate and played cards. This picture is looking north right from in front of the resort.




In the early morning you could see the sun rise as we were on the West side of Walker Bay. To see the sun set you had to drive over to Kabekona Bay. I did that many times. If I was upset about something I could always watch the sun go down and get "all better."
Fishing was fun because I went with my Uncle Harold. Don't know why he put up with me but those are some of the best memories of my time at the lake. I once caught a 14 pound Northern (Okay it was only 13 pounds 12 ounces but it hadn't eaten and fishermen are allowed to stretch the truth.) Another thing we love to do at the Lake was to go up to the Lodge and play cards. Mother especially loved to play cards. Her sister Fran, once said "Ruth just can't wait to get up there and start gambling." An it was true. She loved to play cards. At home she belonged to a Bridge club for over 40 years and NOTHING interfered with "Bridge Night." It certainly wasn't for the money. It was for the social time with these friends.

We also got to take boat rides and Leech is a great lake for boating. We met our best friends at the lake. Morrie and Mary Jane Rabinowitz from Ellsworth, Minnesota. They came back every year and Mary Jane's parents came with them. Joe and Esther Shannon. They also brought their dogs. A chihuahua, Mitzi and a St. Bernard, Mojo. Mitzi slept in a baby blanket and Mojo had Morrie's old car for an out door spot. Their cabin was right next door to ours and Mary Jane and her mother would bake and cook and Morrie would go fishing and we would all have a great time visiting back and forth. Eventually we got so we would go to their home for labor Day week-end and Thanksgiving and they also came to Ames for visits. Absolutely the greatest people in the world.

Mother insisted that we leave on Friday night as soon as she got off work. So after months of anticipation and days of packing we would take off and eventually get to the lake. My sister took a friend with her one time and we waited in Brainerd for the sun to come up so she could see the scenery. She sat in the back seat and read comic books the entire time. Ginny took the back bedroom and she was a nester. She had things up and decorated before she could go to sleep. I had the front bedroom and I had to rearrange the room so I could look out at the lake. This is reminiscent of the view out in front. I would bring up a supply of books to read and would sit in the bed room and look out the little window and read and let the world wash away with the view and the books and the water. There is something about a lake that brings peace to the soul.


We would also take little 'day jaunts" to places around the lake. Into Walker or over to Itasca State Park. The lake and the area is surrounded by woods that look like this one. It too, helped bring peace to the soul and the entire experience rejuvenated all of us so that we could deal with Iowa. I always kind of resented being away from the lake but it was fun to visit these places and be able to walk across the Mississippi River.




In the evening, particularly you could hear the loons. Their eerie plaintive calls were comforting and always welcome to hear.


Many time we were lucky enough to see the Northern Lights. I remember one time I was at the Drive-In movie and saw them in red and green. I left the movie and drove to the "Y" intersection and called the resort so others could see them. I don't think cell phones had even been thought of then.


Then, all to soon, we would have to leave and mother and Ginny would begin the tearing up. This usually happened about midway through the trip. And when we left - let me tell you they both cried for at least 30 miles (Right Ginny?) This was one of the last pictures of the Bay as we left Walker and while we would catch glimpses for a few miles we never got the full view as this one.

There are a lot of things I remember about Leech Lake. Mother always wanted to go back up but unfortunately her oxygen tube didn't reach that far. Two of her sisters had cabins up there and my Aunt Jo still goes up (I won't tell you her age but she is an octogenarian now) - She and her husband built and remodeled the "Hill Cabin" and it has the mostest beautifullest view on the lake. Most of these pictures are stolen and if anyone wants me to remove them just let me know. In the meantime I hope you have enjoyed this rather long post. Remember You are loved. Hugs, jcs

Friday, July 6, 2007

Investment Advice

These came via Ginny - Enjoy
Maybe I shouldn't give you some of these, but here goes: Investment tips for 2007 For all of you with any money left, be aware of the next expected mergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks.

Watch for these consolidations in 2007.

1.) Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W. R.Grace Co. Will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace.

2.) Polygram Records, Warner Bros., and Zesta Crackers join forces and become: Poly, Warner Cracker.

3.) 3M will merge with Goodyear and and become: MMMGood .

4. Zippo Manufacturing, Audi Motors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining will merge and become: ZipAudiDoDa .

5. FedEx is expected to join its competitor, UPS, and become: FedUP .

6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild.

7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: Poupon Pants.

8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: Knott NOW!

And finally ...

9. Victoria 's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name: Titty Titty Bang Bang

The Keystone



In the Mark Master Degree of Freemasonry much is made of a Keystone. It seems that the "peculiar form and beauty" of the stone allowed it to be passed inspection until the final test when a rigid interpretation of what could be accepted caused it to be thrown among the rubbish. It was later found that "upon this stone depended the completion of the Temple" (Solomon's that is). The Keystone was searched for and found and placed in the Arch and thus the Temple was completed and dedicated. This event is depicted in the beautiful ceremonies of the Most Excellent Master Degree.

I recently found this line in a book I was reading "faith was the keystone in the arch." It got me to thinking about Keystones. As I have said before there are layers upon layers in the symbolism of Freemasonry. Each Brother must ponder the symbols we use and figure out for himself what they mean - for him. Unlike rigid doctrines of politics and religion each Mason's truth is his own and he never stops seeking it. That is why the keystone is so important a symbol.

I have heard the keystone compared to Jesus in some churches.
- In others He is the cornerstone. Both are Masonic symbols. For some Christianity can be found in the ceremonies and lessons of Masonry. For others we are anti-Christian and each will be unable to convince the other side of their own truth.

But the Keystone is a powerful symbol. We jokingly refer to the initials around the circle as meaning "King Solomon had twenty wives, some say thirty." Of course, that is not true but it makes for a good story. In the Mark Master Degree the color of the Keystone is white. It refers to a certain passage of scripture. From Revelation 2:17: "To him who overcomes, to him I will give some of the hidden manna, and I will give him a white stone, and a new name written on the stone which no one knows but he who receives it." We then explain the "new name" which he is to receive as a Mark Master and explain that he is to choose for himself a Mark to inscribe in the circle on the keystone.

Choosing a Mark which will then be his is also an important symbol. It is like being baptised in a way - except that you choose your own Mark (name) and you promise to use and keep it and never to exchange it. Putting your mark inside the Keystone places you inside the circle of fraternity and you will always have Brothers who will help and assist you if they are able. (The color white for the keystone also could refer to the unanimous "white balls elect" requirement to be able to join the fraternity.

The Mark Master degree also teaches us that longevity has no part in our worth. In the eyes of God we are all equal. That is taught dramatically and uses scripture from the New Testament as part of its ceremonies. I have always found that interesting as mostly we use the Old Testament for that is where the building of King Solomon's Temple is described.

These are just some of the things I have pondered in thinking about this degree. It is important in Freemasonry as it is important and fascinating to me.

What is my "Keystone?" - I think it is many things. I used to say it was family because most of my life centered around my family. Any more I would say my friends because my friends have become my true "family" - I guess I may still be looking (among the rubbish) for my "keystone" - Perhaps the search is really the Keystone. Perhaps someday I will find it. Then my Temple can be completed.

Be Happy and loved. Hugs, jcs

Joke de' jour

Thanks to Charlie B.
I dialed a number and got the following recording:

"I am not available right now, but
Thank you for caring enough to call.
I am making some changes in my life.
Please leave a message after the
Beep. If I do not return your call,
You are one of the changes."
~~~~~
Aspire to inspire before you expire.
~~~~~
( I LOVE THIS ONE! )
My wife and I had words, But I didn't get to use mine.
~~~~~
Frustration is trying to find your glasses without your glasses..
~~~~~
Blessed are those who can give without remembering
And take without forgetting.
~~~~~
The irony of life is that, by the time you're old enough to know your way around, you're not going anywhere.
~~~~~
God made man before woman so as to give him time to think of an answer for her first question.
~~~~~
I was always taught to respect my elders,
But it keeps getting harder to find one.
~~~~~
Every morning is the dawn of a new error.

Thursday, July 5, 2007

"True" Friendship

A Friend sent this to me. It brightened my day - Hope it does yours.

None of that Sissy Crap

Are you tired of those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound good,
But never actually come close to reality?
Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.
You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card-
Just the stone cold truth of our friendship.

1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.
2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile -- I will know you finally got laid.
4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.
5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining.
6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.
7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.
8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.
9. This is my oath.... I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask; "because you are my friend".

Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

A Good Man

Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone? -Thomas Wolfe, novelist
(1900-1938)


In a tribute I wrote to my mother at the time of her death I used this quote from "You Can't Go Home Again" by Thomas Wolfe -

"Something has spoken to me in the night, burning the tapers of the waning year; something has spoken to me in the night, and told me I shall die, I know not where.

Saying:

"To lose the earth you know, for greater knowing;
to lose the life you have, for greater life;
to leave the friends you loved, for greater loving;
to find a land more kind than home, more large than earth --

"--Whereon the pillars of this earth are founded, toward which the conscience of the world is tending -- a wind is rising and the rivers flow."

A good friend and Brother Maxie Yates passed this past week. He was from Sioux City and I will miss him. My world was brighter because I knew him. I extend to his family my sympathy.

A new Ring


Tim Bonney's Post at his Blog on Masonic rings made me want to share with you this picture of my new Masonic ring. As far as I know it is the only Past Grand High Priest ring in the state and thus it is unique.

At the All Masonic Picnic Wade Sheeler brought the ring over to me as a gift from our senior Past Grand High Priest, Bob Kilfoil. He and his wife Mary are moving into a retirement center and he was disposing of things. He wanted me to have it and I feel humbled and honored to have been chosen to receive it. Bob was the first Grand High Priest (1972-73) whose Convocation I attended. I have great memories of that meeting including a free meal he got out of the Grand High Priest for all attendees. (It was at that meeting that Jerry Marsengil became a Fellow of the Philalathes Society.) Bob and Mary are two of my favorite people and over the years I have grown to love as well as respect them.

Bob got the ring from Ross Camblin one of Iowa's "Grand Old Men of Masonry." Inside the name Henry H. Dean was engraved. He was Grand High Priest in 1937-38. As far as I know he wore it, then Bob wore it and now I will wear it.

The picture is not very good but was the best I could do with my little camera. The stone is engraved in the shape of a Keystone with P.G.H.P. across the top and Iowa on the bottom. In the middle is the emblem of emblems of the Royal Arch. The Triple Tau within the triangle within the circle. It has a lot of meaning to me and I am proud to wear it. Eventually it will go to a future Grand High Priest who is in my will to receive all my Masonic collection so I know it will be in good hands.

Be loved, Hugs. jcs

Poetry

A lot of people don't like poetry. I don't claim to be any great shakes as a poet but over the years I have written about 30 poems. Some of them I really like. Others are pure tripe but I liked writing them and they served a purpose.

I wrote a new one last night and tried to post it to my AOL poetry page and it wouldn't go. So as a result as I lay in bed unable to fall asleep (my usual problem of late) I got to thinking I could create a new Blog - just for my poems. It is linked in the side bar or you can go there by clicking here.

There are about thirty of them there and I hope you enjoy at least one of them. I won't tell you which is the newest one as they are not in any particular order.

Be loved. Hugs. j

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Masonry's Purpose


"[The} Pillar of Intellect opens to us the secret laws of nature and represents the central process of education, the never-ending search for Truth…constant and careful study of the vast spectrum of human learning."


I heard those words at a second degree the other night. Then on a list I am on Robert Davis of Guthrie, OK had this to say in response to a man who said that the Blue (symbolic) Lodge was enough Masonry for him.

"I suppose I could agree with you if situational and principles ethics, philosophy, comparitive religion, maturity, valor, and self examination were not important in a man's life. To say that all you ever need to know about Masonry you learned in Blue Lodge is like saying all you ever need to know about religion you learned in your faith. That would seem to be in opposition to the significant theme in Masonry that we should balance faith with reason, science with inspiration, rational thinking with intuition, etc.

The value of the various teaching systems in Masonry is that they broaden our ability to develop critical thinking skills. This can't help but improve us as men and as contributing members of our society.

I heartily agree with you that if a man joins the higher Masonic bodies just to say he has a higher degree than another brother; then he has learned little and understands less about what it means to be raised a Master Mason.

Sadly, there are far too many caught in that paradigm. But there are also many seekers among us who participate in, and make a life long study of all that Masonry has to offer because we know it to be a non-dogmatic path to self enlightenment which can lead us to a clearer understanding of Truth.

That is a journey that is not defined by limits. It is experienced by degree or process (and I'm not talking about numbers here).

I applaud what you know; and I have personally learned from many of your posts. But I also know there is much more in Masonry that would have much meaning to you."


I have found Brother Davis to be very perceptive. I had tried to respond to the Brother who had written that the Blue Lodge was enough but Brother Davis says it so much better than I.

I am always pleased when I find a new Mason who is interested in reading and studying about the craft. There are layers upon layers of things to study and every time I pick up a book or read or attend a degree I learn something. I think that is why I keep coming back. The fraternal aspect is important and in fact Masons have become my "family" in more ways than one but the constant looking for answers to questions and thinking new things challenge me.

Of course you can do that elsewhere but nowhere else is the individual so responsible for his own growth. No preacher or government official or teacher telling me what to think. I must find Masonry's secrets for myself.

Be loved. Hugs. j

Thought from Larry

Larry sent me the following in an e-mail. Since he does not have his own Blog I share it with you here.

I was at Wendy’s this weekend and Lisa looked at me and said “why are the burgers square?” This is a question I have asked my entire life. I have heard many reasons for this during my life but all of a sudden I had a new thought. Dave Thomas was a mason. Maybe that first day he was making hamburgers he had that “This is good work, square work and true work.” Line stuck in his head.

Just a thought that was stuck in my head and figured I would share it with someone.

Beverly Sills - 1929 - 2007




I met Beverly Sills in person once. She was performing at Iowa State. I told her that if I could have had only one night in the theater that this evening would have been enough. And I meant it. I am glad I got to live in the same world as Miss Sills.

Monday, July 2, 2007

How to tell a boy's future profession

An old-time southern, hell fire & brimstone country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession.

Like many young men, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too concerned about it.

One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his study table four objects:
- a Bible,
- a silver dollar,
- a bottle of whiskey
and - a Playboy magazine

I'll just hide behind the door," the old preacher said to himself, "when he comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which object he picks up.

If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be!

If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be okay, too.

But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good, low down drunkard, and, Lord, help me.... What a shame that would be.

And worst of all..... if he picks up that magazine he's gonna be a skirt-chasin', no good bum."

The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table.

With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them.

Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped it into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink while he admired this month's Centerfold.

"Lord have mercy," the old preacher disgustedly whispered, "he's gonna be a Congressman.

Don't feel much like blogging

Do you think you are a mistake just because you made one? Hugh Prather
Sometimes. jcs

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Quote of the Day

He who is sure of himself is deeply willing to let others be themselves. J.L. Liebman

Happy Birthday





Today is my sister's (Ginny) 55th Birthday. She has reached the speed limit and my now start going slower and backing down. Happy Birthday Ginny

Others who wish to tell her Happy Birthday may do so at MxJack@AOL.com.