On Saturday, November 9, Harmony Lodge had its 15th Annual Awards Luncheon, attended in good numbers by Freemasons, Emergency Medical Service personnel, family and friends. It was my honor to present two 40-year certificates and cards to Brothers George Frank Emminger, PM and Richard Milton Reese. The remaining six brothers were celebrated for their membership but were not able to attend. These worthy brethren include Arthur Gene Bellis, Larry Ashby Bradham, PM, James Watson Bradin, William Wayne Deer, Henri Charles Monnier, Jr., and William Biddle Ten Eyck, PM. One 50-year member, Brother Samuel Martin Heuertz is resting in a retirement community in Charlotte, NC and his award will be forwarded to him via the Grand Lodge of South Carolina.
On Thursday the 24th, Harmony Lodge welcomed a new Brother, Donald Douglas Martin to the ancient Craft. I would like to thank Brother Carl Olson of Port Royal Lodge for introducing Brother Martin to his new brethren. RW Brother Joe Giunta, PDDGM, offered his expertise as lecturer and Worshipful Brother Jim Johnston, Master of Mt. Moriah Lodge in Yemassee declaimed on the significance of the Lambskin or White Leather Apron. Brother Jeff Light of Port Royal Lodge was kind enough to sit in our Treasurer’s chair.
The EMT of the Year Award was presented by Brother Laurence Laughlin to Mr. Bryan Taylor in appreciation for his dedicated service to the community.
RW Brother Henry Garbade, DDGM spoke on the subject of Masonic service and Brother Emminger, PM, spoke concerning his experience as a Freemason and recalled to us many fond memories of Clayton Cooler, his father-in-law.
Our Senior Warden Christian Sherbert prepared a fine meal of paprika chicken, stuffing, peas and mixed salad, topped off by Gale Weickhardt’s famous hummingbird cake. Thanks are due to you both for a splendid meal and the first one prepared on our new stove! Things are certainly looking up for Harmony Lodge No. 22!
On November 21, Harmony Lodge welcomed another Master Mason to the Order. Brother Hernan Cardenas stood a worthy proficiency conducted by his coach, Senior Warden Christian Sherbert and was then conducted through the Third Degree by the following brethren from within the Fourth Masonic District: WM Tim Shea and SW Tim Cottle of Port Royal Lodge No. 242 (Jubela and Jubelo, respectively); RW Brother Terrell Altman, PDDGM and PM of Crocketville Lodge No. 248 (Jubelum); Brother Wayne Holsopple, PM of Port Royal Lodge 242 (Wayfaring Man); RW Brother Charles Weickhardt, PDDGM and PM of Harmony Lodge, served both as our Chaplain and Junior Warden; RW Brother Rickey Smith, PDDGM and PM of Sunset Lodge No. 331, served as the Chief Fellow Craft; and RW Brother Joe Giunta of Evergreen Lodge No. 153 provided a splendid lecture. Brother David Brewster, Master of Evergreen Lodge 153, was kind enough to fill the Junior Deacon’s chair and also to provide the brethren with the Charge at Closing.
RW Brother Donald H. Garbade, DDGM of the Fourth Masonic District of South Carolina and Past Master of American Lodge No. 98 in Ridgeland, was generous in his praise of Harmony Lodge and its officers and its Third Degree Work. Thank you, Right Worshipful, for your kind words.
As Master of Harmony Lodge, it is my great pleasure to be able to call on such worthy and knowledgeable brethren in District Four for support in putting on the Sublime Degree of a Master Mason. Thank you all.
Howard R. Harris
What is the meaning of the Cable-tow?
Ritualistically, the cable-tow is a symbol of a method of control of an initiate. This somewhat drab and practical idea gives way in many minds to the thought that the cable-tow is a symbol of the umbilical cord necessary to begin life, cut when love and care replace the need for it as a means of growth and nourishment. The cable-tow is removed when love and care replace the need for physical control.
Rope, cable, cord, string, bond, thong, are interwoven with a thousand religions and ceremonies. The use of a tie is as ancient as any known art. Authorities have written pages on the suggestive meanings to be read into this universal symbol, Freemasonry’s own only in her special application of its use.
In English the basic meaning is usually found in the last syllable of a compound word; a dog house is a house for a dog; a house dog is a dog for a house. According to good English, then, it is the cable which is important. Ritualistically, the cable can be used to tow – draw, pull, compel – whereas spiritually it is the cable – strong tie – which unites.
It is possible that the phrase comes from the German; whatever its origin, its Masonic use seems to have a nautical flavor: a cable – a very strong rope – and tow, to pull a great weight or mass. The length of a cable-tow differs for various brethren. It is now almost universally considered to represent the reasonable scope of a brother’s ability.
[One Hundred One Questions About Freemasonry, The Masonic Service Association, 2003]
Howard R. Harris
Worshipful Master & Newsletter Editor
Wit & Wisdom
“Inspiration is for amateurs. The rest of us just show up for work.”
-- Artist Chuck Close
“A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.”
-- Mark Twain
“The main trouble with holding elections is that you don’t know in advance how they’re going to turn out.”
-- Former Hong Kong Gov. Lord MacLehose
“Children need models more than they need critics.”
-- Joseph Joubert
“The difference between school and life? In school, you’re taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you’re given a test that teaches you a lesson."
-- Broadcaster/author Tom Bodett
“It’s all right letting yourself go, as long as you can get yourself back.”
-- Mick Jagger
“Scratch any cynic and you’ll find a disappointed idealist.”
-- George Carlin
“The Twenty-Four Inch Gauge”
We are all familiar with this symbol of the Entered Apprentice degree and the relation of twenty-four inches to twenty-four hours is plain enough. But when we examine just what it is that is divided into twenty-four parts, the explanation becomes difficult.
What is time? To most of us it is the duration between two noon's; the elapsed interval between any two events; the passage of a certain fraction of life. To the philosopher, time is an unknown quantity. Like space, it appears to be a conception of the mind, without objective existence. Modern mathematicians contend that time and space are but two faces of the same idea, like the two sides of a shield. While we can comprehend one without reference to the other, we cannot use one without using the other. Every material thing occupies space for a certain time; every material thing existing for a specified time, occupies space.
We pass through space in three directions – up and down, right and left, forward and back. We pass through time, apparently, continuously in one direction from birth to death.
The operative workman measures his stone with his gauge; if the ashlar is too long, he shortens it. If it is too broad, he narrows it. If it is not straight, he corrects it. If it is too crooked to make square, he casts it on the rubbish heap and begins anew with a rough ashlar.
But the Speculative Mason, measuring his time with the twenty-four inch gauge, has no such latitude. The ruined minute is forever away; the crooked hour can never be made straight. The day unfit for the Building Not Made With Hands can never be set in the Eternal Wall, nor can the workman find in any quarry a new day to mold.
Time is the very substance of life, its golden minutes the only stones we have with which to build. Every accomplishment of man, be it temple of marble or temple of character, act of selfishness or selfless giving to others, building a nation or building a house, must be accomplished with time. Without time nothing is ever done. Hence he who wastes either his time or another’s squanders that which he cannot replace; which comes from we know not whither, to go we know not whence; which, once gone, is gone forever.
About us are many varieties of men with as many ideas of how time should be spent. Every human being has the same number of minutes in an hour, of hours in a day, of days in a year. Some have little or nothing to show for their thirty, forty, or fifty years. Others have great accomplishments to exhibit as the product of their time.
Time – substance of life! Time – gift of the Great Architect! Time – building stone for the spiritual temple! Time – man’s greatest mystery, bitterest enemy, truest friend! Its care, conservation, employment, is the secret of the twenty-four inch gauge – its waste and aimless spending is the sin against which this symbolic working tool unalterably aligns the Ancient Craft. As you think of the twenty-four inch gauge and its three divisions, think also of these tender words written of the mighty servant, mightier master, Time:
bring you woe and scalding tears and all life holds of sadness,
I am remorseless, your heart in torture pays
bitter coin of memories of times when time was madness,
I am the passing of your hours; I am your
march of days.
Enemy and best of friends am I to those who sorrow;
in passing, yet Oh, so slow, so slow . . .
hurry to the sleeping the greyness of tomorrow;
in my sun-down, I never seem to go . . .
Little bit by even less, all pain I can diminish,
win the smile to eyes that now know but to weep.
began your race with life, and I shall see its finish;
arms, and none but mine, shall in the end give sleep.
I linger not for anyone, yet I may not be hastened;
must bear your agony until I bid it cease . . .
when your head is in the dust and all your pride is chastened,
long last, I promise you, I bring the gift of peace.
Christian E. Sherbert
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