The Northern Light Winter 2025

Soaring Faith

The story of Ill. Brother Tom Moe, 33°, Recipient of the Gourgas Medal Supreme Council’s Most Distinguished Honor p 22

Beyond the Quarry:

this issue of The Northern Light, we meet Colonel and Brother Tom Moe. Brother Tom is a Vietnam veteran and decorated USAF combat aviator, having flown an impressive 85 missions during that war. His is a tale not just of captivity and torture in the infamous Hanoi Hilton, rather it’s one of courage, integrity, and faith during unimaginable trials. Brother Tom is a shining example of the Scottish Rite Core Values of Reverence for God, Devotion to Country, and Integrity. We hope you enjoy Brother Tom’s story.

Our Enduring Legacy

As the calendar has turned to a new year, it is a time for reflection and renewal, a time to honor the past while looking forward with hope to the future. In our Scottish Rite journey, we are called to embrace this spirit of progress, not just as individuals but as a Fraternity united in purpose and principle.

The lessons of Freemasonry teach us that each moment is an opportunity to build—to labor for the betterment of ourselves, our families, and our communities. In the past year, we faced

challenges that tested our resolve.

Yet, as Scottish Rite Masons, we remained steadfast, demonstrating the power of unity and Brotherly love in overcoming adversity.

by Walter F. Wheeler, 33˚ Sovereign Grand Commander

This year presents us with a renewed chance to recommit ourselves to these timeless values. Hope is the cornerstone of every Brother’s journey. It is hope that inspires us to strive for greater heights, to seek enlightenment, and to create a legacy that endures. I am filled with optimism for what we can achieve together in 2025 and beyond, as we continue to do our part to make a meaningful impact in the world.

The tools of Masonry are not merely symbolic; they are practical guides for shaping our character and our actions.

The year ahead holds great promise for the Scottish Rite, Northern Masonic Jurisdiction. We have an opportunity to strengthen our bonds, support one another in our endeavors, and expand our charitable works. Our mission to promote education, care for those in need, and uphold our Core Values of Integrity and Justice is as vital today as it has ever been. By working together, we can bring these values to life in profound and lasting ways. Whether it’s expanding Brother to Brother outreach, making a donation to sustain our charities, or devoting a little bit of extra time to ensure a Valley event succeeds, we all have a role to play in the success of our Masonic communities.

Time and again, I see, as I visit Valleys throughout our jurisdiction, the ones that are most successful are those that foster a sense of teamwork. Investment in each other – as well

Thomas Moe in Da Nang in 1967

as in the common cause of Valley accomplishments – can be so invigorating to the Brethren.

Let us also remember that growth begins within. Each of us has the capacity to be a beacon of light and hope. This requires ongoing selfimprovement, a commitment to learning, and a willingness to embody the virtues we hold dear. The tools of Masonry are not merely symbolic; they are practical guides for shaping our character and our actions. As we navigate the challenges and opportunities of the new year, let us wield these tools with intention and purpose.

Time and again, I see, as I visit Valleys throughout our jurisdiction, the ones that are most successful are those that foster a sense of teamwork.

Our Brotherhood is a collage of countless individual journeys, and each of you contributes to its beauty and vibrancy. Take the incredible journey of Ill. Bro. Thomas Moe, for example, who has committed his life to service, integrity, and a profound love for his country. His connection to our Brotherhood runs deep, as he often recalls the symbolic token – an ancient, polished stone with the square and compasses – given to him by his grandfather during a serious illness in his childhood. This token, still in his possession, served as a reminder throughout his life of the values of

Freemasonry. Read more about Ill. Bro. Moe’s remarkable story on page 22.

Supreme Council was honored and privileged to award Ill. Brother Moe the Gourgas Medal last year. His extraordinary courage, lifelong service, and unwavering commitment to humanity are a testament to the values we hold dear. His story is a reminder to us all of the power of resilience and the importance of standing together, united in our shared principles.

In closing, I extend my heartfelt gratitude to each of you for your dedication to our Fraternity and its noble mission. May you continue to have health, happiness, and fulfillment in all your endeavors. And may we, as Scottish Rite Masons, continue to illuminate the path of hope for generations to come.

Together, let us build a brighter future, one step at a time, guided by the light of our Masonic teachings and the enduring spirit of Brotherhood.

Staying for Dessert

“We’re meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?” — Mrs. Maple in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

Truthbe told, I would have preferred never to have had the occasion to use the above epigraph, but the last few months have seen the passing of some friends for whom Masonry was a way of life and without whom Masonry will not be the same. All have left me unsettled.

I knew each of these men – my Brothers – to an extent, but not very deeply. I had the chance to spend time with each of them within the last few weeks of their lives, and I keep wondering what I would have done differently had I known that our previous conversation would be our final conversation.

One thing I know about myself is that I am obsessive about time. I am constantly looking at my watch. Even though I am trying to heed my own advice and take more time to appreciate The Space Between (The Northern Light, Summer 2024. Page 6.), I must fight to put the clock and the next task out of my mind. So, had I been told this was the last conversation, would I have given in when they insisted that I stay after the meeting and join them for dessert? Might I have talked a little longer even though I knew that I’d be exhausted the following morning? Would I have asked them something deep: What was their proudest moment? Their biggest regret? Would

by PJ Roup, 33˚, Editor Active for Pennsylvania

I have been brave enough to answer those questions if they had asked me?

Dessert? It’s already 10:30. If I don’t leave now, it’ll be after midnight before I get to bed. I have an early day tomorrow. Maybe I’ll just go home tonight and do dessert when the meeting is shorter, or my schedule is lighter.

As I think about these Brothers and the countless others that I have known and loved and who are no longer with me, their faces appear to me just as real as if they were here in the room, and I long for one last conversation.

The next time you are in lodge or at your Valley, look around at the faces that are there with you. Is there a Brother with whom you should make amends?

To some, I would say, “You know, we didn’t always agree on how to do things, but I always respected you. The ways you challenged me made me grow as a man and a Mason.”

I might thank others for their advice (solicited or otherwise) on how to play a role, deliver a line more effectively, or gesture in a way that brings a character to life on the Scottish Rite stage.

To another, I might get comfortable in my chair and ask, “How was your granddaughter’s recital,” knowing fully that his eyes would begin to sparkle as

he recounted her every graceful move in the five-year-old’s ballet class as only a proud grandfather could.

Perhaps the conversation I would most like to have is with my grandfather. “Pap,” I would start, “We never had the chance to sit in lodge together, but I want to thank you for being the kind of man that made me want to join an organization you belonged to. I hope I have made you proud.”

Those are conversations I can never have. But surely there must be some lesson to be learned. A better understanding of ourselves is part of the mission of Freemasonry, after all.

The next time you are in lodge or at your Valley, look around at the faces that are there with you. Did someone in the room change your life in a profound way? Is he the reason you are a Mason? Did he give you words of encouragement when you were about to quit? Let him know before you leave. Perhaps there is a Brother with whom you should make amends. Are you carrying around baggage from an old disagreement? Don’t wait.

Ask yourself what you would do if that was the last time you

would ever see that Brother. Would you sit next to him instead of across the room? Try to heal the wound? Would you thank him? Tell him that he is important to you? Would you look him in the eye and tell him that your life is better because he is in it?

Remember that See you tomorrow isn’t a legally binding contract, so do not leave unsaid those words that could heal, empower, uplift, encourage, or comfort. Mrs. Maple doesn’t have to be right. We don’t need to lose the people we love to know how important they are. Just imagine your lodge – your life – without them in it, and let them know they matter.

When the meeting is over, put away your watch...

And stay for dessert.

THE NORTHERN LIGHT

A magazine of 32˚ Scottish Rite Freemasonry

Winter 2025 | Vol. 55 | No. 4

SOVEREIGN GRAND COMMANDER

Walter F. Wheeler, 33°

EXECUTIVE EDITOR

Linda R. Patch

EDITOR PJ Roup, 33°

CREATIVE DIRECTOR

Rodney E. Boyce, 33°

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Joann Williams-Hoxha

DIRECTOR OF DESIGN

Matt Blaisdell, 32°

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In Memoriam

Ill. Garry D. Hageness, 33° 1938-2024

Ill. Garry D. Hageness, Active Emeritus Member for this Supreme Council for the state of Wisconsin, passed to the Celestial Lodge on October 11, 2024.

Raised a Master Mason in Mondovi Lodge No. 252, F & AM on March 13, 1967. Served as Master in 1972.

Received the degrees of the Scottish Rite in the Valley of Eau Claire in 1973. Served as Thrice Potent Master of the Lodge of Perfection in 1987-88. Created a Sovereign Grand Inspector General 33°, Honorary Member of the Supreme Council on September 29, 1998, in Cincinnati. Crowned an Active Member on September 3, 2002, in Boston.

Was a member of the Zor Shrine, Mehara Shrine Club, and Tin Lizzies. Garry realized one of his greatest accomplishments when he and his wife Sonia helped establish the Children’s Dyslexia Center of Upper Wisconsin, in Eau Claire.

Ill. Gary A. Henningsen, 33° 1938-2024

Ill. Gary A. Henningsen, Active Emeritus Member for this Supreme Council for the state of New York, laid down his working tools on October 20, 2024.

Raised a Master Mason in Aurora-Grata Day Star Lodge No. 647, F. & A.M. May 25, 1960. Served as Master in 1966 and 1979, Secretary 1968-82, Trustee 1983-86, and Treasurer 1990-92. Served as Chaplain of the Masters Association, President of the Fellowship Club, and President of the Lodge Benevolent Fund. Recipient of the Distinguished Achievement Medal in 1999 from the Grand Lodge of New York. Became an affiliated member of Norsemen Lodge No. 878, F. & A.M., in 1985, serving as Worshipful Master in 1986, Secretary in 1987-88, Treasurer in 1990-92, and President of the Third Kings Master Association in 1985.

Appointed District Deputy Grand Master 1981-82 of the Third Kings District. Served as Deputy Grand Master of the Grand Lodge of New York in 1992. Assumed the duties of Grand Master on April 4, 1993, upon the untimely passing of his predecessor. Elected to a two-year term

in 1994 but stepped down after one year to assume the duties of Grand Secretary, a position left vacant following the death of Ill. Bro. Robert C. Singer, an office he held until his retirement in 2004.

Exalted in Nassau Chapter No. 109, R.A.M, in October 1983; greeted in Columbian Council No. 1, R. & S.M., in June 1990, knighted in New York Commandery No. 1 K.T. in November 1990. Member of Mecca Temple, A.A.O.N.M.S; New York No. 30 Royal Order of Jesters; St. Paul’s Conclave, Red Cross of Constantine; and the Royal Order of Scotland. Elected in 1995 as a Deputy Member of the International Supreme Council, Order of DeMolay.

Completed the degrees of the Scottish Rite in the Valley of Rockville Centre, New York, on May 16, 1987. Created a Sovereign Grand Inspector General, 33°, Honorary Member of the Supreme Council on September 27, 1994, in Cleveland, Ohio. Crowned an Active Member on September 29, 1998, in Cincinnati, Ohio.

Ill. James L. Tungate, 33° 1947-2024

Ill. James L. Tungate, Active Emeritus Member for this Supreme Council for the state of Illinois, passed to the Celestial Lodge on November 15, 2024.

Raised a Master Mason at Milford Lodge No. 168, A.F. & A.M., where he served as Master in 1982-83. Life member of Watseka Masonic Lodge No. 446; Sheldon Lodge No. 609; and Milford Lodge No. 168, where he also was a Past Master. Honorary Member of Western Star Lodge No. 240. Member of Mohammed Temple, A.A.O.N.M.S. Awarded the Lodge Builder’s Award from Watseka Lodge.

Served as member of the Committee on Petitions for the Grand Lodge of Illinois. In the 1999-2000 session of the Illinois General Assembly, Jim coauthored and helped pass Illinois House Bill No. 3169, landmark legislation which granted ad valorem tax relief to every Masonic lodge and Scottish Rite Valleyowned building in the state. Awarded “Mason of the Year for the state of Illinois”

by the Grand Lodge in 2000, as well as an award of appreciation from Prince Hall Masons.

Received the degrees of the Scottish Rite on November 18, 1978, in the Valley of Danville. Completed the appointed and elected offices of the George E. Burrow Chapter of Rose Croix and served as Most Wise Master 1997-1998. Coroneted a Sovereign Grand Inspector General, 33°, Honorary Member of the Supreme Council in September 1999 in Atlantic City.

Member of the Valley of Danville’s Ancient Craft Degree Team, Masonic Temple Corporation of Danville, and served as legal counsel for both the corporation and Valley of Danville.

Elected and crowned an Active Member of the Supreme Council in Indianapolis in September 2001. Served as Grand Secretary General from 2011-2017. Received the Supreme Council Medal of Honor in August of 2015.

Ill. William R. Powers Jr., 33° 1940-2024

Ill. William R. Powers Jr., Active Emeritus member of this Supreme Council for the state of Ohio, laid down his working tools on October 10, 2024.

Raised a Master Mason at Western Hills Lodge No. 762 in October 1969 and served as Master in 1973. Served the Grand Lodge of Ohio as a District Education Officer in 1993 and 1994; District Deputy Grand Master in 1995-1997; and chairman of the Board of the Eastern Star Home in 1999-2006, serving two years as Treasurer. He continued to serve as a member of the Finance Committee of the Masonic Home up until the time of his death. Member of the Board of Trustees of the Valley of Cincinnati from 1995 to 2005, serving as chairman for two years. Marshal of the Camp during the 33rd degree ceremony from 1998 to 2003. Served on the Board of Trustees for the Cincinnati Learning Center in 1998 and 1999. Member of the Syrian Temple A.A.O.N.M.S since June of 1970.

Ill. Bro. Powers received the Scottish Rite degrees in April 1970. Appointed to the Ohio Consistory Line in 1974, serving as Commander-in-Chief from 1986 through 1988. Created a Sovereign Grand Inspector General, 33rd degree in Grand Rapids, Michigan, on September 27, 1988. Crowned an Active Member in 1990.

Two New Development Officers in Charities

George T. Taylor IV, 33°

We are excited to announce that George T. Taylor IV, 33°, has rejoined the Scottish Rite, NMJ staff as a Development Officer with the Charities Team. He will focus on building and strengthening relationships with donors while supporting key initiatives and giving clubs.

Ill. Brother Taylor is a member of the Valley of Wilmington and is active in several other Masonic organizations. Before returning to staff, George served as a consultant for the Cryptic Masons Medical Research Foundation and Lambda Chi Alpha Fraternity, where he is a member. He also lends his expertise to various volunteer boards, including the High Point University Alumni Association and the DeMolay International Membership Committee.

Gary Lukovich, 32°

Gary Lukovich comes to us with several decades of corporate and nonprofit experience, most recently serving as Vice President of Development for MedSend, an organization providing medical training to underserved communities around the world.

A member of the Valley of Chicago, Gary will focus on expanding Scottish Rite Charities’ outreach in the Midwest and leading board training and development for our Children’s Dyslexia Centers.

REVOLUTIONARY VIEWS:

The American War for Independence in Print

A defining event of the 1700s, the American Revolutionary War was illustrated during the war through the United States’ centennial in 1876 and beyond. Over time, American, British, and European artists have offered their interpretations of important events related to the war to the print-consuming public. The prints exhibited in the Scottish Rite Masonic Museum & Library’s exhibition Revolutionary Views: The American War for Independence in Print – many based on paintings – depict historical occasions viewed through the lens of their creators’ national perspective or political agenda.

The English Perspective

Works published in London during and at the end of the war reflect the English perception of significant conflicts such as the Battle of Bunker Hill and the Battle of Flamborough Head. An engraving titled View of the Attack on Bunker’s Hill with the Burning of Charlestown, June 17, 1775, from the book The New Complete and Authentic History of England, presents a striking interpretation of the Battle of Bunker Hill. The huge flames in Charlestown depicted in this image call attention to the bombardment and

View of the Attack on Bunker’s Hill with the Burning of Charlestown, June 17, 1775, 1783. Alexander Hay Ritchie (1822–1895), New York, New York. Special Acquisitions Fund, 74.2.7.

by Stacey Fraser, Assistant Curator Scottish Rite Masonic Museum & Library

THE AMERICAN WAR FOR INDEPENDENCE IN PRINT continued

destruction the town endured during the conflict. Much of Charlestown was burned, resulting in £100,000 in damage. Published at the end of a war their country had lost, this illustration reminded English viewers of one of the battles that British forces had won.

Published in 1780, the year after the clash occurred, The Memorable Engagement of Capt. Pearson of the Serapis illustrates the Battle of Flamborough Head in vivid detail. The engagement was an American naval victory that made John Paul Jones a household name. The inscription on this print expresses the English perspective, which put a positive spin on the conflict, praising Captain Richard Pearson, “whose bravery & conduct saved the Baltic Fleet under his Convoy though obliged to submit to a much superior force . . .”

A Continental Viewpoint

European printmakers published interpretations that expressed continental viewpoints on the war. Some focused on the ways that France supported colonial forces. The Tea Tax-Tempest or The Anglo-American Revolution, printed in Germany in 1778, shows Father Time projecting a magic lantern view of Stamp Act documents set ablaze. The allegorical vignette within the lantern light alludes to the financial and military assistance that France, symbolized by the rooster who fans the flames, provided to the American cause. Symbols of liberty, such as a liberty cap and a rattlesnake –referencing Benjamin Franklin’s 1754 “Join or Die” political cartoon – spout from the steam of the exploding teapot.

The Tea Tax-Tempest or The Anglo-American Revolution, 1778. Carl Gottlieb Guttenberg (1743-1790), Nuremberg, Germany. Gift of Charles D. Childs, 77.31.

The Memorable Engagement of Capt. Pearson of the Serapis, 1780. Daniel Lepinière (ca. 1740–1785) and James Fittler (1758–1835), London, England. Special Acquisitions Fund, 78.74.12.

The long history of conflict between France and England and the war’s potential to inspire other movements for independence may have enhanced this print’s appeal to a continental audience.

Made in America

Prints created in Philadelphia and New York after the war present American points of view, exhibiting pride in the accomplishments of colonial militia members and the Continental Army, and celebrating significant figures such as George Washington. These later prints often reflect national concerns at the time of their publication. During the tumult of the American Civil War, for example, printmakers created works to remind Americans of the country’s founding and its early ideals to inspire support for unity.

In 1858, during the turbulent period leading up to the Civil War, Alexander Hay Ritchie engraved First Blow for Liberty. This work may have been intended to remind viewers of the ideals held and the sacrifices made by Americans during the Revolutionary War. In this image, women and men are actively engaged in battle on April 19, 1775. Part of the inscription on this work – a quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson’s Concord Hymn – references “embattled farmers” to emphasize the courage of ordinary Americans during another volatile time in the nation’s history.

Similarly, The Spirit of 76, printed in the second year of the American Civil War, aimed to inspire Union supporters to follow the lead of colonists who fought in the Revolutionary War. The man in

First Blow for Liberty, 1858. Alexander Hay Ritchie (1822–1895), New York, New York. Special Acquisitions Fund, 74.2.7.

The Spirit of – 76, 1862. Henry Samuel Sadd (1811-1893), Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Special Acquisitions Fund, 77.75.7.

THE AMERICAN WAR FOR INDEPENDENCE IN PRINT

the center of the room is preparing to join the fight. A woman holding a copy of the Declaration of Independence in one corner of the image reminded viewers of the ideals for which the Union was fighting.

Washington Crossing the Delaware

Pivotal moments in American history, like George Washington’s crossing of the Delaware River prior to the Battle of Trenton, have been interpreted by artists in varying ways. Prints depicting this event offer alternative arrangements of the actors from the early 1800s, reflecting the motivations of the artists in their time. The museum’s collections include five different interpretations of this pivotal historic event, all titled Washington Crossing the Delaware.

In the early 1830s, Humphrey Phelps published this interpretation of Washington and his troops. As the fifty-yearold United States began to expand across the North American continent in the 1830s, heroic images of its first commander-in-chief were popular with the American public. The print also presents an interesting anachronistic detail – the eagle on Washington’s

saddle blanket, which was adopted as a symbol of the United States in 1782, six years after this event occurred.

Nathaniel Currier and James Merritt Ives, prolific publishers of historical scenes, offered their own

illustration of the event in 1876, the centennial anniversary of both the Battle of Trenton and the signing of the Declaration of Independence. Washington is shown on a rise above the river, consulting with his staff as they prepare for the crossing. As the

nation’s 100th birthday approached, dramatic illustrations of Washington and other heroes of the Revolutionary War enjoyed widespread popularity.

As we look forward to the 250th anniversaries of the Battle of Lexington in 2025 and the signing of the Declaration of Independence in 2026,

American history will be illuminated through the lens of the 21st century. Viewing these historical prints and the other works in this exhibition together shows how past artists have interpreted – and celebrated – the past in different ways to inform and persuade their audiences.

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(left) Washington Crossing the Delaware, 1832-1835. John Baker, New York, New York. Special Acquisitions Fund, 86.61.191.

(below) Washington Crossing the Delaware, ca. 1876. Currier and Ives, New York, New York. Loaned by the Grand Lodge of Masons in Massachusetts, GL2004.3404.

A HELPING HAND:

The Grand Lodge of Cuba in Exile

Recently, the Van GordenWilliams Library & Archives acquired an item that speaks strongly to the human impact of a turbulent time in history. This pamphlet, titled List of Cuban Master Masons Recognized by the Grand Lodge of Cuba, F. & A. M. in Exile, 1961-1966, showcases the complicated history of Cuban Freemasonry and its intersection with Cuban and American history.

When Fidel Castro took power in Cuba in 1959, he quickly consolidated power and acted against political dissidents. Around 200,000 Cubans fled in 1959. Many of these refugees settled in Miami, where there was already a significant Cuban population. During Castro’s crackdown, many Masons who were against Castro’s regime fled, including the Grand Master of the Grand Lodge of Cuba, Juan José Tarajano. Tarajano formed the Grand Lodge of Cuba in Exile in Miami, Florida.

With this publication, the exiled Grand Lodge sought to activate Masonic networks to assist its members. The pamphlet declared, “We will deeply appreciate your interest in assisting these needy Brother Masons who were forced to flee from their homeland

by a ruthless Communist tyranny. All of them will accept any kind of job.” The pamphlet lists members’ names, along with their age, marital status and children, occupation, any physical defects or illnesses, and languages spoken. Previous jobs were varied, signaling the widespread need and diversity of exiled Masons, from a surgeon in gynecology and obstetrics, to a land surveyor, to a barber, to a jeweler. The Grand Lodge of Florida and other Grand Lodges, such as Texas, rose to the challenge of assisting Cuban Masons in exile.

Due to anti-communist politics in the United States, many of the usual restrictions against refugees were waived for Cuban exiles. In 1960, President Dwight D. Eisenhower went so far as to establish the Cuban Refugee Emergency Center to provide public services. The Grand Lodge of Cuba in Exile’s pamphlet was part of the larger relief effort for Cuban refugees in Florida.

Despite Fidel Castro confiscating some of the Grand Lodge property and arresting anti-Castro Masons, he did not fully suppress Freemasonry in Cuba. After Grand Master Tarajano fled, leadership fell to the Deputy

Grand Master, who subsequently left as well. The Senior Grand Warden, Jorge Luis Cuervo Calvo, was elected as the new Grand Master, and the Grand Lodge of Cuba continued to function. The Grand Lodge of Cuba, as with all public institutions in Cuba, was closely supervised by the Cuban government, and it was widely recognized that there were Secret Police informants within the lodges.

Since the Grand Lodge of Cuba continued to exist, the Grand Lodge of Cuba in Exile was a source of controversy, and the Masonic world debated whether the Grand Lodge in Exile was legitimate. The two Grand Lodges functioned separately for decades, with both claiming legitimacy.

This pamphlet speaks to this complicated history as well as to the greatness of Masonic networks and their aid to their fellow Masons in need.

Do you have any material that helps tell the human and Masonic story of Cuban refugees? If so, send it our way

The Van Gorden-Williams Library & Archives is located in Lexington, Massachusetts, at the Scottish Rite Masonic Museum & Library and is open to the public. Have questions? Drop us a line at library@srmml.org or give us a call at 781-457-4109. ?

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Masons Recognized by the Grand Lodge of Cuba, F. & A. M. in Exile, 1961-1966

Grand Lodge of Cuba, F. & A. M. in Exile Miami, Florida Gift of Dubois Lodge, No. 520, MA 160.005, A2024/027/001

by Sarah Shepherd, Archivist Scottish Rite Masonic Museum & Library

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Cuban Master

We’re All in This Together

by

HAUTS

GRADES ACADEMY

Having provided seven years of service to the Scottish Rite, I will admit that my first six years were spent with me being absent. I was a card-carrying member who had not attended a meeting since joining at the fall reunion. But that was all going to change in 2020.

I was planning on attending my first Scottish Rite meeting, having just transferred to a more active Valley, and was super excited to learn more about this branch of Freemasonry. Of course, the coronavirus had other plans, but luckily for me, the Northern Masonic Jurisdiction made the Scottish Rite accessible to all its members throughout this pandemic via their Thursday Night at the Rite series. I have been able to almost fill my passport, witnessing degrees and stamping them as we have gone along. Since this series was born, I have gone from six degrees witnessed to 27, and I have learned a lot of lessons along the way. One degree I found prevalent in my life in particular was the 22nd degree, Prince of Libanus, with its Core Value of Service to Humanity.

In this degree, we encounter lumberjacks working hard to prepare wood to be shipped off to its buyer. When a new workman enters their realm, they take the time to teach him

their trade, and through his labor and service, he is accepted into their group as a Prince of Libanus and has earned all the rights and rewards entitled thereto. It seems a simple concept –

It is easy to get frustrated with someone who is just learning the ways of a craft, but you need to remember you were once there yourself.

work and you shall have your just reward – but I feel there is much to learn here on both sides of the equation. First, as the young workman, it is far too common in the modern world for someone to expect the same treatment as those around them, even if they have done nothing to earn this respect. The young workman in the

Brian E. Peters, 32° Valley of Pittsburgh

22nd degree, on the other hand, knew there was yet much to be learned and devoted himself to learning the trade. Secondly, the experienced workmen realized that for this young man to succeed, they needed to pass along their knowledge to him; thus, he became a better worker and was better equipped to help them in their efforts.

To me, this story rings true, both in my personal life and in my Masonic life, which is why I chose this degree to write about. As I reflect on how the Core Value of Service to Humanity is communicated, I realize there are ways to use the teachings of this degree everywhere – both as a young Mason myself who is striving to pursue the teachings of all the Craft has to offer and as the experienced man who has much to teach. It is easy for the experienced man to brush off questions from the inexperienced, thinking to himself, I don’t have time to teach you this. But we must realize that as their elders taught them, these men have now entrusted their knowledge to you; if you want your craft – whether it be masonry or anything else – to survive, you need to pass along that which you have learned. It is easy to get frustrated with someone who is just learning the ways of a craft, but you need to remember you were once there yourself.

On the other hand, if you are the new workman, you should put your trust in these experienced men. They have paved the way and paid their dues to achieve what you are aspiring to attain. Do not just expect things to come your way, but strive to work hard under the tutelage of those who have come before you.

It seems a simple concept – work and you shall have your just reward.

I find this to be something that I need to improve on. Whether I find myself in the role of the young man thinking I can just learn it all myself or as the experienced Brother being annoyed with questions from those working their way through the chairs, I need to take a step back and appreciate the gentlemen taking the time to teach me what they know and pay it forward by passing this information along to those who trust in me enough to seek me as their mentor. With that, by asking both the experienced and inexperienced

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THIS HIGHLY POPULAR SRJ FEATURE, WHICH WE INTRODUCE HERE TO NORTHERN LIGHT READERS, COVERS MASONS/EASTERN STAR MEMBERS FROM VARIOUS ERAS, COUNTRIES, AND WALKS OF LIFE.

BR. J.W. VON GOETHE (AMALIA LODGE, WEIMAR), POLYMATH AND GERMANY’S NATIONAL POET, PRESENTED MASONIC IDEAS IN HIS “ELECTIVE AFFINITIES” AND “SYMBOLUM.” YET HE ALSO WROTE POEMS IN A LIGHTER VEIN: “I DON MY SKATES AND AM OFF WITH A BOUND!”

BR. ALEXANDER FLEMING (PAST JUNIOR GRAND WARDEN OF THE UNITED GRAND LODGE OF ENGLAND IN 1942) DISCOVERED PENICILLIN. HE SHARED THE NOBEL PRIZE FOR MEDICINE IN 1945.

BR. RICHARD TUCKER (PERFECT ASHLAR LODGE NO. 604, N.Y.C.), A PROFESSIONAL CANTOR, PERFORMED METROPOLITAN OPERA ROLES SUCH AS THE DUKE OF MANTUA IN VERDI’S “RIGOLETTO” (PICTURED).

ROSA PARKS (ALONZO MITCHELL CHAPTER NO. 164, O.E.S., P.H.A, MONTGOMERY, ALA.) WAS HONORED BY THE U.S. CONGRESS AS “THE FIRST LADY OF CIVIL RIGHTS” FOR HER WORK TO END RACIAL SEGREGATION.

ILLUSTRATED BY ILL. TRAVIS SIMPKINS, 33º

WRITTEN BY ILL. S. BRENT MORRIS, 33º, G.C., & ILL. MARK DREISONSTOK, 33º

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Beyond the Quarry: Labors of Love

Soaring Faith

by PJ Roup, 33˚, Editor, Active for Pennsylvania

On September 11, 2001, not knowing must have been torture for Brother Tom Moe. His daughter, Connie, was a flight attendant for United Airlines. “I watched, like we all did, the events on television,” he recalled. “Two of the airplanes were United Airlines flights. And we never knew what flights Connie was on.” Brother Moe was no stranger to torture however, his faith having led him through it years before. But on this day, he faced a crisis.

The crisis wasn’t just over his daughter’s safety but what to ask of God. “I thought to myself, Do I pray that she was not on one of those airplanes? I mean, of course, I hope that. But then I told myself – and I told Connie and Chris later – so if I’m praying that she was not on the airplane, then I am praying somebody else’s daughter was on the airplane. So God, don’t kill my daughter, kill somebody else’s daughter. I mean, that’s really my thought process.” Tom realized that he couldn’t pray for that.

“So I prayed instead for my strength and for hers,” he continued.

“That if it was to be that she was on one of those airplanes that she had strength right up to the end. Right? I couldn’t pray for God to save her, you know, and take somebody else.”

As it turned out, Connie was safe, but from that exchange alone, it was clear that Tom is not an ordinary man. And this was no ordinary interview.

“So I prayed instead for my strength and for hers.”

Recently, I was fortunate to sit down with retired Air Force Colonel and Brother Tom Moe, 33°, the most recent recipient of the Supreme Council’s Gourgas Medal. I interviewed Brother Tom at the Museum of the United States Air Force in Dayton, Ohio, in the shadow of an F-4C Phantom, much like the one he piloted for 85 missions in the Vietnam War.

Brother Tom is a physically fit, soft-spoken man with deep-set blue eyes that, when he speaks, focus on you like a hawk. His story is one of courage, integrity, forgiveness, and, most of all, soaring faith – a faith made even more remarkable once you get to know the man.

Tom in his track uniform, 1960

Growing Up

Brother Tom was born in Arlington, Virginia. His dad, a World War II vet, worked for the Department of the Navy. “Looking back, [it was] kind of a Leave It to Beaver type of life,” he recalled. “You know, middle class. My folks didn’t lock the door when the house was empty, we played games, you know, until the sun went down. And it was just a really idyllic life in Arlington.”

As a kid, Tom ran track, played in a band, and met his wife, Chris, in that same idyllic town. “We grew up together – born in the same hospital, went to the same church. All those years and I never dreamed that we’d

get married. But we ended up going to college together and we dated a little bit in high school, and then we dated a little more. And lo and behold, 59 years!” he said with a smile.

“Looking back, [it was] kind of a Leave It to Beaver type of life.”

Tom wanted to be a missionary, having read the Life magazine article about the missionaries who had been massacred in the mid-50s. The inspiration came from the wives who continued the mission and the forgiveness they displayed toward their husbands’ murderers. He didn’t know it then, but understanding that kind of forgiveness would play a pivotal role in his future.

He and Chris both attended Capitol University in Columbus. Tom was already in the Naval Reserve, having been sworn in by his father, who was the commander of the local Seabee unit. He would attend drill on the weekends, while he spent his weekdays in school.

Tom had always had a passion for aviation and eventually realized

that seminary – and the life of a missionary – was not for him. As he and Chris began to talk of marriage, he had a decision to make. “She said, ‘Well, if you’re going to be a pilot, I’m not going to marry a Navy pilot.’ All those long cruises and everything,” he explained. “So I switched to the Air Force Reserve, joined Air Force ROTC, was commissioned as a second lieutenant, and went off to pilot training.”

“And the nose of the airplane came out of the fireball, and then these two guys ejected as the plane just tumbled out of control.”

In the interim, he and Chris got married. He was given a pipeline assignment on the F-4 Phantom, the two-seat workhorse of the Vietnam War. A pipeline assignment meant that he would go to war upon completion of training. Three months before deploying, he and Chris had their first child, Connie.

Off to War

Once stationed in Da Nang, Tom’s primary flight missions were air to ground, focusing on disrupting shipments by bombing roads and forts. Eventually, the pilots began to suspect a problem with the fuses on the ordnance they were using. “So we started losing flights on these missions,” Tom said. “But we were suspecting the fuse because these losses were occurring at the moment guys were releasing the bombs.” Too much of a coincidence. “In one week, we lost seven F-4s. Seven. Fourteen pilots.”

Tom (bottom right) and the ‘Sportsman’ band in college

Tom in ROTC drill team uniform

Tom receiving the second lieutenant rank

Tom and his fellow pilots were concerned. “After the loss of these airplanes, we were convinced that the fuses were the culprit. And so we refused to fly with the fuse. We didn’t refuse to fly. There were other fuses, other missions. And, for a while, the leadership didn’t like that because this interdiction mission was important.” Eventually, the leadership relented and sent the fuses for evaluation. In January of 1968, they had completed the testing and assured the pilots that all was fine with the fuse. “We didn’t believe them,” Tom said, “but they had done what we asked.” The bombs were put back into the arsenal just prior to Brother Tom’s 85th mission.

January 16, 1968: Mission 85

“And so, lucky me. Lucky those three guys,” he chuckled. “So us four pilots were chosen at random to go on the first mission with the fuse again. And so, with no faith at all in the fuse, we decided to brief a survival tactic.” It was a plan that helped save their lives. “We flew high. We spread out – not nearly enough, as it turned out. And

when it came time to drop the bombs, we did a pull. And I’m watching my wingman as I’m pulling. And, Boom! Just a fireball.” Tom assumed they were dead. “And the nose of the airplane came out of the fireball, and then these two guys ejected as the plane just tumbled out of control.”

“Well, if you’re going to be a pilot, I’m not going to marry a Navy pilot.”

Tom quickly realized that his plane was damaged by the blast as well. He found himself with no electronics, no hydraulics, and inverted – a less-thanideal orientation for ejecting. Recalling his training, he and his other pilot were able to right the plane and eject.

Brother Moe on Integrity

Ithink the word is self-evident. We live our lives with honesty. We don’t cheat people. We don’t think about our own benefit. Because to me, integrity is like honor. You tarnish your integrity, and then who are you? You’re a tarnished person. So, I’m as human as the next guy and make mistakes, but I really try to focus on practicing true integrity.

I restore and sometimes sell toy trains, and I was just at a train show a few days ago, and people picked something up, and I’d say, “Okay? This is what you need to know about this piece.” Either, It’s wonderful, and it runs great,” or, “Look here, there’s a broken part.” [I]t reflects on me as a person. So I sell this car, and I make a few dollars, and I know I didn’t tell the guy there was a broken part. That would haunt me.

I think integrity is how we lead our lives.

Tom with his F-4 at Hill AFB

A selfie of Tom in his F-4

“My emotion was one of absolute anger. I was mad. It happened again. And as I could tell, the four of us survived.” Dangling from his parachute at 18,000 feet, Tom radioed the base and let them know the fuses were still bad. “I want you to know that we just got blown up by our bomb fuses, and you need to tell headquarters right now,” knowing there were other flights following his. The radio operator did just that. Planes en route jettisoned their bombs, and later missions were scrubbed. It is worth noting that this single selfless act may very well have saved other lives.

“They looked up, and then they looked down, and they could see through my camouflage. There I was!”

Brother Tom descended through enemy gunfire and came to rest 40 feet up in a tree. After lowering himself on a cord, he set off running. He realized he couldn’t just keep running. He needed to hide. As strange as it sounds, he managed to evade them at one point by recalling how he used to chase squirrels around tree trunks as a boy.

“I see this really big tree in front of me, and I jump around behind the tree, and I plaster myself up against it. And now it’s like, I hope these guys just go by on one side because I’m going to creep around the tree as they go by. And my heart was pounding like crazy. Like, this is it, folks. And that’s what I did. They came by, and I skirted around the tree.” Even from 10 feet away, they were unaware of his presence.

He spent the first night crouched against a tree, pistol in hand, more worried about tigers than the Vietnamese Army. The ensuing 48 hours were eventful. He was on the radio with a rescue crew as they were shot down in an attempt to get him out in foul weather. The plane exploded so close he felt the earth shake. During the second rescue attempt, he had camouflaged himself under a fallen tree to wait for the planes to take out any threats, as there were troops only a few hundred yards from his position and getting closer.

“They had literally surrounded the log I was under,” he said. “But they didn’t know I was there. They had gone by both ends of the log – this was a big, huge log. So they walked around the log, and they were moving on.” He thought he was safe. “And just as they’re about to take the next step,” he continued, “one of the rescue planes flew overhead again, and they stopped, and they looked up, and then they looked down, and they could see through my camouflage. There I was!”

Tom emerged from his hiding place to a dozen rifles pointed at his head.

1,881 Days

Over the next month, he was moved from camp to camp. “I always acted like I was injured. I’d limp. I’d hold my

back,” he said. “I wanted to give the impression to the guards that I wasn’t very mobile, looking for a chance to escape.”

That chance came one night, when none of the guards woke to follow him out to use the bathroom. He made a break for the river only to be spotted by a civilian girl. Tom quickly returned to his cabin as a guard was coming out. “He wanders out, you know, kind of rubbing his eyes. And so, I quickly acted like I was going to the bathroom,” he laughed. “Like What? You know.” A second escape attempt had a similar result.

Tom recalled that the first few weeks of captivity weren’t that bad, relatively speaking. “I had some rather benign interrogations with these guards, and there was no rough stuff or anything. It was, ‘How are you, what

A drawing of Tom being tortured – the ‘pretzel’

are you doing, where’d you come from,’ and so forth. Name, rank, and serial number. It was easy to resist and not tell them anything.”

That all changed when he arrived in Hanoi.

During his first nine months in the infamous Hanoi Hilton, Tom did not see a single person except for his interrogators. He would be forced to sit on a tiny stool for days on end. He couldn’t sleep, and the nights were freezing. It was all designed to break him down. They gradually began introducing physical punishment. He found he could roll with most of it, but it eventually devolved into what Tom described as absolute torture. They tried to offer him an early release, but he refused, saying they must leave in the order they were captured. Their insistence forced

him into a hunger strike. “I was either going to die there, or I would look so bad they wouldn’t want to release me. And I really was becoming emaciated.

On discovering that he had been throwing his food away, they tortured him almost to death. “It was like, okay, we’re gonna make up for lost time.”

And they did.

“I knew the stories of torture and so forth were true, but it hadn’t happened to me yet. Most of my problems really were self-inflicted. This time, it got to be seriously applied torture: leg irons, handcuffs, a pole behind your elbows. Your neck is tied to your leg irons, and then you’re just kicked and beaten until you’re unconscious.”

“I knew the stories of torture and so forth were true, but it hadn’t happened to me yet.”

When he was in this pretzel, as the prisoners called it, he found he could survive by placing himself outside his body. He could look down on himself and not feel the pain. “I could see myself being tortured in this room. As I did that, I thought, this is a little scary because I may not be able to come back. And so I tried to walk the tightrope.” Another way he found to survive was to build houses in his head in excruciating detail. He would dig the footer, pour the foundation, lay every brick, and hammer every nail –anything to not be where he was. He also prayed a lot. “And what did I pray for? I prayed for strength. I didn’t know if I’d come home – I hoped I would come home. I prayed

Brother Moe on Devotion to Country

Onceagain, the words are self-evident. We understand what this country as a union has done for us, what our neighbors do for us. The beauty of America is that we are one country of different thoughts, races, creeds. And from the founding days, our Founding Fathers were able to compromise many things that, later, were difficult for us, but still, we formed a community.

And so if you give up on that, or if you deface the flag, which is a symbol of this country, then you’re not part of the union anymore, but we benefit from the value of that union. So, we need to turn back and show our devotion to country.

View Tom’s interview by visiting https://srnmj.us/thomas-moe or by scanning this QR code. !

A cell at the Hanoi Hilton POW camp

Beyond the Quarry: Labors of Love

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that I’d see my parents and my wife and daughter again. But I prayed for strength because whatever happened, that’s the way it was going to be. And I think God can intervene. I think unbelievable things can happen.”

Soaring faith. Forged in a tiny, dark cell in Hanoi in the midst of so much pain.

Coming Home

Having been tortured literally to the brink of death and having somehow found the strength to survive, Brother Tom knew that it was he who had broken his captors.

From that point, things improved. It wasn’t great, but much more tolerable – live and let live was how he described it.

Things really started looking up in March 1973. Tom was in the courtyard of the Hanoi Hilton and saw a United States C-141 fly overhead and not get shot at. He looked at his friend and said, “That was a good sign!”

A few days later, on March 13, Tom and the rest of the prisoners were loaded onto buses and taken to the airport. “So we get to the airport, we file off, we line up, and we’re just looking straight ahead, very disciplined. And there was a onestar general standing there to receive us. He had memorized everyone’s face and name. We get in the 141 [the transport plane that would take them out of Vietnam], and they close the doors.” As Tom tells it, the mood was somber and quiet as they lifted off and made their way toward the Gulf of Tonkin.

“I

prayed for strength. I didn’t know if I’d come home – I hoped I would come home.”

“There’s an expression that pilots use as they go over the water that’s called feet wet,” he explained. “So, the

pilot hits the intercom. Alright, boys, we’re feet wet! And all bedlam breaks loose.” They were free.

Within a week, he was landing at home at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base. He recalled the scene: “My wife, my parents, my little girl, my brother and sisters, uncles and aunts, friends from college, big posters, the other pilot that I had been shot down with, and, it was just really joyous,” he said. “So, one by one, we got out of the airplane and were introduced. I said my few words, and then Chris came running over with Connie and just about knocked me over.” He was home at last.

Life After the War

There is so much more to this Brother’s remarkable story. Following his release, he earned a Master’s Degree in Government from Notre Dame. He returned to flying as one of the first to pilot the Air Force’s new F-16, and during his 30-year career, he earned 24 military awards, including two Silver Stars, two Legions of Merit, the Distinguished Flying Cross, two Purple Hearts, and the Bronze Star Medal for valor.

Colonel Moe is so much more than the time he spent in captivity. That time shaped him, but didn’t break him. Rather, it illuminated more clearly the things that are important

Tom is welcomed home by his family. Tom (third from right) being released at Gia Lam airport

Operation Homecoming

in life. Today, he is a husband, father, grandfather, and an unflinching advocate for veterans. He is a humble man who looks at his service as duty, not sacrifice. But what about the Freemasons?

Colonel Moe is so much more than the time he spent in captivity.

A third-generation Mason, Brother Moe was raised in Lancaster Lodge No. 57 and later joined the Scottish Rite in the Valley of Columbus. He was coroneted a 33rd degree Mason in 2017. His connection to the Fraternity runs deep, as he often recalls the symbolic token given to him by his grandfather – an ancient, polished stone with the square and compasses – during a serious illness in his childhood. This token, still in his possession, served as a reminder throughout his life of the values of Freemasonry.

Tom sees Freemasonry as a complement to his faith. “It’s a shared culture, is maybe the way I’d put it best. It’s one more piece of the compass that can help guide you. I like that Masons practice what they preach. It’s a guiding light for all of us.”

Those are wise words from a man whose courage, integrity, and faith will forever serve as an example we should all strive for.

Brother Moe on Reverence for God

Iremember God fifty times a day with little thank yous – especially when I’m mad about something, or something doesn’t go right. Honestly, I’ll say, “Thank you, Jesus,” in my mind because it brings you back. It brings you back to what I believe in. I won’t let some petty annoyance get me. You know, it’s raining, and I didn’t want it to rain today, so instead of being angry about it, I say thank you, Jesus because you’re important to me –my faith is important to me.

And then Sunday, honor the Sabbath. So Saturday night when it gets dark, I tell myself, This is the Sabbath. And until daylight on Monday morning, it’s the Sabbath to me. I try to live as best I can every day with all my imperfections, but I particularly focus on the Sabbath: Alright, this is a day the Lord has made, and I celebrate it from sundown to sunup from Saturday to Monday.

Tom with Senator John McCain, a fellow POW

Tom preflights his F-16 in 1983

Tom with his wife Chris at a POW dinner

Brotherof Tolerance

—A 24th Degree for Today’s Members

by Thomas R. Labagh, 33°, Active Member for Pennsylvania Chairman Committee on Ritualistic Matters

In 1986, the text of the 24th degree,

Prince of the Tabernacle, was transferred to the Lodge of Perfection and became the 9th degree, Master Elect of Nine, requiring a new text for Prince of the Tabernacle. At that time, the Supreme Council adopted a Tentative Ritual chronicling the colonial attitude toward the religious beliefs of the native American Indian.

After 17 years, that Tentative Ritual, with several revisions to the dialogue, was adopted as the 24th degree Ritual of 2003. The name of the degree was then changed to Brother of the Forest to reflect the content of the ritual better. The committee modified it in 2009 and again in 2011 to reflect changing societal attitudes toward Native American heritage.

In the Ritual of 2011, the Prologue and portions of dialogue in the Allegory were significantly modified to eliminate phrases and actions that might be construed as unintentionally derogatory to Native Americans and to clarify the lesson of toleration. In 2022, the Core Value was re-defined as Tolerance. In 2023, after serious objections were raised by the membership about the portrayal of the Native Americans in the second scene, as well as several historical inaccuracies, the Supreme Council suspended the use of the 24th degree video. They also cautioned the Valleys to be sensitive about their live performances to avoid offending any of our Brethren. The Committee on

Ritualistic Matters was directed to “fix” the 24th degree and present a new text for approval in 2024.

We believe we have satisfactorily “fixed” the degree as requested by the Supreme Council. In truth, we think we have made it much better than it ever was. We removed the campfire scene entirely and, with it, the need to portray Native American characters dramatically. This eliminates the worry that some of our Valleys would continue to use old stage conventions with red face makeup or stereotypical 1950s TV Western Indian costumes. In doing so, we also removed the very improbable scene of five rival tribal representatives from up and down the East Coast sitting around a campfire discussing different religious beliefs. Some of these tribes could very likely have been warring against each other. While it was an acceptable explication of the tribe-by-tribe differences in religious belief and practice, it was not realistic or believable and tended to be rather preachy. We also removed a paragraph referencing the 18301850 Trail of Tears, spoken in a lodge

We believe we have satisfactorily “fixed” the degree as requested by the Supreme Council. In truth, we think we have made it much better than it ever was.

meeting that was to have occurred in the late 1700s – it just couldn’t have happened that way, and our many Scottish Rite students of history and HGA scholars scoffed at the inaccuracy. When members focus on historical inaccuracies, they miss the point of the degrees, so we were glad to correct that glaring research error. Upon the advice of one of our consultants, we also removed references that presented the image of a mythical Thanksgiving Feast, which Native Americans reportedly find at its best, laughable, and at its worst, patronizing.

This left us with a single scene (no curtains or scene changes required), no prologue, a running time of about 18-20 minutes, and only 12 speaking characters, so that ANY Valley can do this degree. And the message is

Lewis, Clark, and their Newfoundland dog Seaman

BROTHER OF TOLERANCE

perhaps even stronger because the tension isn’t broken by the insertion of a flashback scene. We moved the action to a frontier lodge near St. Louis in 1809, just after Lewis and Clark returned from their Journey of Discovery. Lewis was a Freemason while on the trip. Clark’s initiation has never been verified, but St. Louis Lodge 111 (formed by Lewis under a Warrant granted by the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania) issued him a travel certificate on September 18, 1809, so we allowed our characters to refer to them as Brothers Lewis and Clark in the text. We inserted a new character representing a fictional guide from the expedition to talk about his experiences with the indigenous people he met

along the way and defend their culture and religious beliefs. We chose a Southern Illinois Native American tribe for the petitioner so that the fictional lodge members would likely harbor some fear or distrust of him and his people from the start.

Additionally, after we were pretty much satisfied with the text, we shared it with two Native American Scottish Rite Masons whose credentials qualified them to advise us on our work. We feel confident in our research and writing and have done due diligence in consulting these two Brothers.

Brother Nathan Mohatt is a Wisconsin Scottish Rite Mason, a Lakota Tribe

member who was raised on a reservation, holds a doctorate in Indigenous Psychology, and now specializes in treating substance abuse among Native American military veterans. He met with us by Zoom for about 45 minutes and shared his reactions to our work, giving us honest feedback and some excellent suggestions. After working out those small but significant issues that we hadn’t even considered, he again reviewed our final work and gave us “a big thumbs up” approval from his perspective.

Illustrious Brother Mark Wright is a 33rd Degree Mason of the Southern Jurisdiction, a former International

Lakota Nation flag

Thus, the name change describes a Brother of Tolerance as an exemplar of the man we want our members to strive to be!

DeMolay of the Year, and a fully enrolled member of the Kickapoo Tribe with shared Seminole heritage. He is an attorney who taught collegiate Indian Law, worked for the Bureau of Indian Affairs in Washington, D.C., and served as a jurist on the Supreme Court of the Sac and Fox Tribe. He also gave us his seal of approval on our script, noting that the only thing he didn’t love was the title of the degree.

Brother of the Forest, as a title, no longer made much sense since we are mostly talking about plains tribes. More significantly, we realized that the degree really was never about the Native Americans, but rather, it was focused on the lodge members who experience

doubt and ultimately have a change of heart, becoming more tolerant in their views of others.Thus, the name change describes a Brother of Tolerance as an exemplar of the man we want our members to strive to be!

If you already have your Passport stamped for Brother of the Forest, you do not need to revise it by witnessing the new degree. But we hope that you WILL witness Brother of Tolerance and will receive a stronger sense of the allegorical lesson portrayed and the essential importance of practicing ethnic and religious tolerance in today’s world.

The new degree and title were approved at Supreme Council’s Executive Session last August. The new text is available to Valley Secretaries, who are responsible for the distribution of all rituals locally, and it has been made available for HGA study, as well. A recording of the Valley of Cincinnati’s production of the new degree aired in Season Six of Thursday Night at the Rite.

New 24th Degree Poster

THE WARMTH OF BROTHERHOOD:

Supporting a Masonic Widow

Gary and Pat Kettelle’s Masonic journey began through their church community, when Gary was first introduced to the Fraternity. His dedication grew over years of service as lodge secretary and volunteering with the Shriners, forging deep friendships among his fellow Brothers.

Before joining the Masons, Gary had served in the Vietnam War in Da Nang, where a number of bombings took place. The couple believed that the effects of Agent Orange, a plant-killing chemical used during the war, led to their son being born with birth defects.

After the war he worked as a jet engine mechanic, and the Kettelles lived in their own log cabin they had built in the woods. “Once it was done, we decided that we just wanted to go all the way and just heat the home

with wood, and that’s what we did for 35 years. We have 5 acres, so we had enough dead trees yearly to cut and use for firewood,” remembers Pat.

Just a month after celebrating their 53rd wedding anniversary, Gary passed away unexpectedly. The loss meant Gary’s VA benefits stopped, and Mrs. Kettelle was now the sole guardian of their intellectually disabled son.

As winter began to set in, she faced another challenge. “Before he passed away, we had purchased a new wood stove, never really trying it out to see how it would heat the house. But the wood stove wouldn’t heat the whole house. It was too small,” she said. “That first year was just terrible. It was cold, and I didn’t know what to do or where to turn. It was hell the first year.”

Pat knew she couldn’t go through another winter that way, so she set out to get a heating system installed in the home. The unexpected cost brought with it a huge financial stress. On top of this, her car needed some repairs: another major burden.

“My car is my lifeline. We live out in the boondocks, and my son doesn’t drive. I have to drive him wherever he has to go, and I needed a reliable car,” she said.

“The support from the Scottish Rite Grand Almoner’s Fund is absolutely amazing. It makes me proud to be involved in this organization.”

Mrs. Kettelle was having a conversation at church with her pastor, Mark Isaacs, a Scottish Rite Mason, and his wife, Linda, about some of the challenges she was facing. The Isaacs reached out to Ill. Brother Bob Hogan who was able to secure a check from the Grand Almoner’s Fund to more than cover the cost of the heating system. Bob also knew a Brother who owned a service station nearby, so he had Pat take the car there and took care of the repairs himself.

Bob said that Pat couldn’t hold back her emotions when she received the check. “When the envelope was

in Need

by Bridget Steele, Director of Charities

handed to her, she started crying. This helped quite a bit,” he recalled. “It absolutely knocked her socks off. It was completely unexpected.”

“I’m so appreciative for the help I’ve gotten. It came at a time where everything happened at once.”

Pat agreed that she had never imagined she would get this kind of relief. “We have seen and known, through the Masons, many people who have

received help. But you never expect it to be yourself,” she said.

Bob shared that being a part of helping this widow in need, through the Grand Almoner’s Fund, was an unforgettable experience. “The support from the Scottish Rite Grand Almoner’s Fund is absolutely amazing. It makes me proud to be involved in this organization,” he said. “Masonry and Scottish Rite

The Grand Almoner’s Fund supports Brothers and their widows and families facing unexpected hardships. If you know of a member of the Masonic family in need of support, please reach out to your local Valley to inform them of this need.

have helped me out. Surrounding myself with Brothers was always good medicine. I try to do good, and this is an absolutely wonderful opportunity to do it,” he said.

“I just don’t know how to thank you. They have been a lifeline to me,” Pat said of the Masons. “I’m so appreciative for the help I’ve gotten. It came at a time where everything happened at once, and I just didn’t know what to do or where to turn. It’s a lot of relief of a lot of pressure.”

Treasured family photographs of Gary and Pat Kettelle

GIVING TUESDAY:

A Night of Charity 2024

by the numbers

Number of donations: 455

NMJ States: 15

Total States: 27

Number of Valleys represented: 72

Valleys with the most donors: 1. Reading (21) 2. Michigan (19)

3. Utica (19)

Children’s Dyslexia Center with most donors: Central New York

Oldest Donor: 100 years old

Non-Member Donors: 95

Number of 1975 Club Members: 8

over $487 ,879

Total Raised

THANK YOU!

HONORING JACK BRADSHAW:

The Renaming of the Seacoast Children’s Dyslexia Center

In a heartfelt ceremony, the Seacoast Children’s Dyslexia Center was officially renamed to honor one of its founders and most dedicated supporters, Jack Bradshaw. The event celebrated Jack’s extraordinary legacy of generosity and vision, which continues to transform the lives of children with dyslexia in New Hampshire.

A Vision for the Seacoast

In2004, Ill. Brother Rich Elliot received a life-changing phone call. Jack Bradshaw, a member of the Valley of Keene, was reaching out with a bold proposition. “Jack approached me and asked if there was anything we could do to start a second Learning Center in New Hampshire, focusing on the Seacoast area,” Rich recalled.

Jack’s commitment to helping others shone through in every aspect of his life. Gwen Griffin, who was engaged to Jack before his passing, reflected on his nature: “Jack loved a challenge, and he always liked to help challenged people, whether it was a mental challenge,

a physical challenge, or a financial challenge. He was a giver. If you had money, he believed it needed to be used for something good.”

A Generous Gift

Jack’s vision came with a remarkable gesture. During a meeting in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, he presented a proposal to establish the Seacoast Children’s Dyslexia Center and pledged an incredible $1 million to make it a reality.

“The Center has been a huge success because Jack came forward with a vision and an idea. Through his passion, we’ve affected hundreds of lives.”

Rich described the profound impact of Jack’s generosity: “In life, there’s a time and an opportunity for everything, and

I feel the good Lord put us in this place and time to help an awful lot of children. Jack Bradshaw created that opportunity for us to be here today.”

A Quiet Philanthropist

Jack Bradshaw’s humility was as remarkable as his generosity. “Jack never liked public recognition for anything he gave to,” Gwen shared. “If he were alive, I probably would have had to drag him to this ceremony because he liked to sit in the background.” This modesty made the ceremony even more poignant, as it allowed the Scottish Rite to finally honor Jack’s contributions in a way he would not have sought for himself.

Gwen’s involvement with the Scottish Rite began after Jack’s passing. “When the Scottish Rite contacted me, I found out Jack was instrumental in starting this Center. Freemasons never talk about their accomplishments, but Jack’s

Jack Bradshaw and Gwen Griffin

by Bridget Steele, Director of Charities

“Jack approached me and asked if there was anything we could do to start a second Learning Center in New Hampshire.”

For more information on your local Center and how you can help students access essential tutoring resources, please visit: www.ChildrensDyslexiaCenters.org !

It warms your heart. Whatever level you can give at, $5 or more, everything counts, and everything helps.”

Meaningful change often begins with one person’s commitment to action. Newly named the Seacoast Children’s Dyslexia Center In Honor of Jack Bradshaw, the Center serves as a connection to the Center gave me another gift. It connected me with the Scottish Rite and inspired me to help however I can.”

Transforming Lives

Over the years, the Seacoast Dyslexia Center has made a profound impact. Hundreds of children have benefitted from the program, thanks to the vision Jack set in motion. “Jack was a simple man, but his commitment to this program changed lives in ways we couldn’t imagine,” Rich noted.

Gwen echoed this sentiment: “When you see the children come to the Seacoast Center, they are beaming with happiness.

testament to what is possible when passion meets purpose.

Rich concluded, “The Center has been a huge success because Jack came forward with a vision and an idea. Through his passion, we’ve affected hundreds of lives.”

Seacoast Children’s Dyslexia Center in honor of Jack Bradshaw

Gwen Griffin in front of the new dedication signage

Jack Bradshaw with a town of Nelson Rescue Vehicle dedicated to the memory of Bess N. Bradshaw

The Space Between

We all know many Masons who seem to be out every night. There are also those who are not only very active in their various Masonic roles but frequently advance great ideas and somehow always turn their visions into reality. They get things done not only through their own energy but also by creating enthusiasm among others in their Masonic circles. They are our true leaders!

Onesuch Brother used his space between meetings to beautify and adorn – and to bring life to – the walls of the Portland Children’s Dyslexia Center. New to the Board of Governors, Ill. Richard Nadeau, 33°, Past Grand Master of Maine, observed that the center’s walls needed a fresh coat of paint, and maybe even something more, to make the learning environment special.

He was passionate about bringing a smile to the faces of everyone walking the CDC halls to their individual classrooms, where we offer exceptional one-on-one instruction to children

with dyslexia. So, during a school break, he and Ill. Michael Roy, 33°, along with family members and members of Webster Lodge, repainted the entire interior of the Portland CDC building. Rich also saw the need for a new roadside sign to bring attention to the CDC and accomplished that task in just a few weeks as a donation to the center.

Brother Nadeau then called upon a long-time friend to work her magic. Terri Mason is a muralist who specializes in cartoon caricatures. Over the course of just one long day, Terri

by Thomas Pulkkinen, 33°, Director Portland Children’s Dyslexia Center

transformed a 35-foot blank wall into what she called “a fun space” depicting Maine coastal features and a variety of sea creatures reading books: a school of fish reading a book titled Learn to Read, an octopus reading People Like Me, which of course has an important double meaning. The students are in a school with other youngsters with dyslexia, and they are learning to read, thereby greatly increasing their selfconfidence and making them feel that they better fit in with their peers in school. It helps them know that they are accepted and no longer looked down upon because they cannot read.

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seems like everyone’s space between is quite short these days, but when their spaces properly align, great things can happen.

Terri’s years of painting cartoon characters with accentuated features –like big, wide-open eyes – brought fun

Over the course of just one long day, Terri transformed a 35-foot blank wall into what she called “a fun space.”

and life to the painted creatures and to everyone who has seen her work. It should be noted that she created our mural by making some space in her very busy schedule when she would typically be preparing works to be sold at the huge annual Fryeburg Fair.

This article is a response to PJ Roup’s article entitled “The Space Between.” (The Northern Light, Summer 2024, p. 6)

It seems like everyone’s space between is quite short these days, but when their spaces properly align, great things can happen. Just ask the students at the Portland CDC. Brother Nadeau’s concern, vision, and effective use of his space made the CDC a happy place, a

learning environment that brings smiles to our students and motivates them to attend our school to grow to their fullest potential.

That is a true-life exemplification of what Freemasonry is all about – helping people become more perfect ashlars.

(left front) Richard Nadeau, Michael Roy (left back) working at the Portland CDC. Muralist Terri Mason (above) poses with some of her artwork .

Around the Jurisdiction

The Valley of Cleveland welcomed 18 new Scottish Rite Masons at their fall reunion. OH NH

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Congratulations to the Valley of Providence’s two new HGA members: Kyle Gamache, 32°, HGA, and Edgardo Gonzalez, 32°, HGA.

Brother David Akridge, 32° (center), received the MSA for his extraordinary contributions to Scottish Rite in New Hampshire.

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The Valley of Michigan Brothers of the Rite hosted their first Pub Night of 2025 in Marquette.

Valley of Boston

Members of the Valley of The Hudson and their ladies celebrated the life and poetry of Brother Robert Burns.

The Brethren of the Valley of Eau Claire were all smiles following their Hayward Rite on the Road event.

Actors from the Valley of Philadelphia celebrated a successful reunion.

The Valley of Northern New Jersey honored veterans in November.

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Led by Shamrock the clown, members and friends of the Valley of Pittsburgh begin their walk to support the Children’s Dyslexia Center.

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hot chocolate to attendees of the Concord Christmas Tree Lighting celebration.

The Valley of Michigan Northeast Region held a feast following the conferral of the 18th degree.

The Valley of Fort Wayne hosted a Thursday Night at the Rite watch party at Roanoke Lodge No. 195.

The Valley of Chicago rang in 2025 with a Table Lodge celebration.

The Valley of Bridgeport welcomed their newest 32nd degree Masons.

The Valley of The Androscoggin hosted a Rite on the Road event welcoming six new Scottish Rite Masons.

The Grip

by David W. Morgans, 33°, Secretary Valley of Pittsburgh

Masons, no matter how long they have been in the Fraternity, are familiar with grips. In each progressive step of our entrance into Masonry, we are taught a new grip. The grip is a physical way of determining if a man is who he says he is regarding his standing in Freemasonry.

Eachnew grip has its own story that teaches a Mason the significance of the grip. The stories give the grip meaning. In other words, each grip has a legacy. The importance of that legacy will have different impacts for different Masons. Some will remember the history of each grip every time they use it or see it. For others, those same stories will be quickly forgotten, only to resurface when witnessing a candidate receiving a degree.

It’s interesting that a grip can be either a noun or a verb. As a noun, it can be used to distinguish the manner in which we hold something. She had a good grip on the tennis racket. The golf professional has a balanced grip. It can also indicate mastery, understanding, or the lack thereof. He has the country in grip on the subject. It can also be a handle on a suitcase or a stagehand on a movie set. Some synonyms are authority, command, control, hold, mastery, or power. As a verb, it describes an action. the door handle. The story grips the reader. Some

synonyms include absorb, engage, engross, enwrap, fascinate, or intrigue. Certainly, the grips we use in Freemasonry easily fall into both the noun and verb categories. The grips are given names, and they also require an action to demonstrate. It’s easy to correlate how the synonyms for both apply to our Masonic travels. A full explanation of each would take up too much space to be included in this publication. The point is that the grips we learn and use in Freemasonry have history, significance, and meaning. We use them to reach out to our fellow Masons to welcome them and accept them as Brothers.

His usually firm grasp was weak, so I placed my right hand over the back of his left in a grip that has no name.

There is, however, another grip that has no name (that I am aware of) and no history (that I am aware of), and therefore has no legacy but will live in my heart and mind for the rest of my days. This past summer, a very good friend and Brother was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Sadly, his battle with that condition had many more valleys than it had peaks. He was in and out of the hospital for several months until

the decision was made that he should return home to enter hospice care for the estimated remaining two weeks of his life.

The day after his return home, some members of his lodge, district, and Valley, along with the pastor of his church, held a prayer circle for him at his house. There was no time for formal invitations to go out, only text messages and word of mouth. To his surprise, at least 80 people showed up – Brothers, ladies, and friends – to pray and support him through the very difficult section of his journey in life. Not wanting to bring potential germs into the house, we gathered outside in cold, wet, and windy weather. Some were under two pop-up canopies; others were in rain jackets, and others under umbrellas. My friend and Brother was wheeled out onto the deck and sat, covered in blankets, under a large patio umbrella with his faithful girlfriend and a longtime friend standing on either

side of his wheelchair.

This Brother is not someone who enjoys public speaking. He is a humble and gracious man who always puts others’ needs before his own and prefers to be in the background versus the limelight. But, with overwhelmed emotion in his voice, he expressed his appreciation for all those in attendance. He talked about the bonds that he has made with so many people through Freemasonry, and he cautioned us all not to wait to travel and to do the things we want to do with our loved ones. When he was finished, the pastor from his church offered a prayer as did two other pastors in attendance. The whole event lasted 15-20 minutes. The weather was deteriorating, and he was wheeled back inside. After helping to take down the patio umbrella, I went inside to say goodnight to my Brother. The house had quite a few people in it. My Brother was now lying, covered in blankets, in a

hospital bed in his living room. When it was my turn to approach the bed, I did my best to smile. I looked at him as I knelt on one knee by the left side of the bed. The ever-present sparkle in his eyes had now dimmed into an almost imperceptible flicker. His right hand was tucked under the blankets, so I took his left hand in mine. Palms facing each other, we interlocked our thumbs and wrapped the remaining fingers around the backs of our hands. His usually firm grasp was weak, so I placed my right hand over the back of his left in a grip that has no name.

The grip that has no name has now become an essential thread in the fabric of my life.

There was power in that grip. Both of our voices cracked as we tried to talk. Both of us had tears streaming down our cheeks as we spoke of life and death, of friendship and Brotherly love. When our voices failed to produce the words our brains were telling them to say, in silence, we communicated those thoughts through the grip in which we were clenched. In that grip, we communicated the authority, mastery, and power of God and of His command and control to hold us in His love regardless of our situation. In that grip, we were absorbed by the moment and engrossed in each other’s company. We were engaged in a fascinating and intriguing conversation that was both verbal and silent.

As I stood to take my leave, we were still clenched in the grip. As he looked up at me, with tears on his cheeks, I patted the back of his hand, said

good night, and told him I loved him. The grip that has no name had to be broken as I left. However, just like the grips of Freemasonry, our bond with each other remains even when we part company. The grip that has no name has now become an essential thread in the fabric of my life. The grip that has no name, at least for me, has a story to go with it. There is a legacy. There is no ceremony that accompanies it. There is no ritualistically correct way to teach it. The grip that has no name has its origin in the hearts of friends. It is that touch – whether clasping hands, draping an arm across the shoulders, or embracing in a hug –that communicates through both words and silences our deep feelings for our friends and loved ones. We all will leave this earthly home someday. Let us each use the time we have remaining to offer the grip that has no name to communicate our love and affection for those we hold dear.

The subject of this article, Illustrious James C. “Jimmy” Mayes, 33°, laid down his working tools on November 27, 2024 – just one week following the prayer circle and the grip that has no name.

REMARKABLE MASONS:

Naval Heroes

by Stacey Fraser, Assistant Curator Scottish Rite Masonic Museum & Library

Freemasonry is often a family affair. In the Decatur family, a famous father and son shared both Freemasonry and naval heroism in multiple American conflicts.

Stephen Decatur (1752-1808)

BORN in Newport, Rhode Island, to a French seafaring father and a Rhode Island mother. During the American Revolutionary War, he commanded the privateers Comet, Fair American, Retaliation, Rising Sun, and Royal Louis. Decatur was initiated in Lodge No. 16, Baltimore, Maryland, in August 1777 and raised in Tun Tavern Lodge No. 3, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, in April 1780.

He was a merchant ship owner and captain in Philadelphia in the late 1700s, trading in Europe and India with the firm Gurney & Smith. Decatur and the firm jointly owned the Pennsylvania and the Ariel, which Decatur captained on trading voyages until the United States needed him again.

At the start of the 1798 Quasi War with France, a short conflict that involved French privateers and American ships in the Caribbean, the United States Navy built its first fleet of vessels. Decatur was commissioned as a captain in May 1798 and led the fleet as commander of the USS Delaware, while his son, also named Stephen, was aboard the USS United States. In 1800, Decatur commanded the USS Philadelphia, the same ship that his son would later burn during the First Barbary War (1801–1805).

Decatur was discharged from the Navy in October 1801, after the war ended and the Peace Establishment Act of 1801 reduced the size of American armed forces. He died in November 1808 at the age of 56. Both he and his wife, Ann Pine Decatur (1755-1812), are buried at St. Peter's Church in Philadelphia.

Stephen Decatur (1779-1820)

BORN in Sinnepuxent, Maryland, Stephen Decatur joined the Navy in April 1798 as a midshipman on the USS United States, accompanying his father on the first cruise of the American Navy. Decatur appears to have been initiated into St. John's Lodge No. 1, Newport, Rhode Island, in October 1799.

In 1803, Decatur and a crew of American sailors boarded the captured USS Philadelphia in Tripoli harbor and burned the ship to prevent its future use. For this bold action, he received the rank of captain at the age of 25, the youngest person ever— before or since—to hold that rank in the U.S. Navy.

Decatur later commanded U.S. Naval vessels Chesapeake, Constitution, Guerriere, President, and United States and was awarded the Congressional Gold Medal for distinguished service in the War of 1812. He successfully used what was called gunboat diplomacy to end the Second Barbary War (June 17-19, 1815). As the head of a squadron of ten ships, he captured two Algerian vessels and forced a treaty with Algiers to end the war.

After returning to Washington D.C., Decatur served on the Board of Navy Commissioners from 1815 to 1820. In March 1820, at the age of 41, he was killed in a duel with Commodore James Barron. Decatur is buried with his parents at St. Peter's Church in Philadelphia; his wife Susan Wheeler Decatur (ca. 1776-1860) outlived him by forty years.

Stephen Decatur, ca. 1820. Charles Bird King (1785-1862), after Gilbert Stuart (1755-1828). National Portrait Gallery, Smithsonian Institution; transfer from the Smithsonian American Art Museum; bequest of William Decatur Parsons, 1930.

Stephen Decatur, 1802. Charles Balthazar Julien Févret de Saint-Mémin (1770-1852). National Portrait Gallery, Smithsonian Institution; gift of Robert L. McNeil, Jr.

Founded to tell “a thrilling story—the story of America,” the Museum of Our National Heritage opened on April 20, 1975. The museum, now known as the Scottish Rite Masonic Museum & Library, was a Bicentennial gift to the nation from the Scottish Rite Freemasons of the Northern Masonic Jurisdiction.

In April 2025, the museum will launch a year of celebratory anniversary programming, including special gallery talks, engaging lectures, and two new gallery exhibitions.

Join us on April 13, 2025, for our 50th Anniversary Celebration kickoff event, throughout our 50th anniversary year, and help write the story of our next fifty years.

Looking Back, Moving Forward: 50 Years of Collecting 2024–2026

Protest & Promise: The American Revolution in Lexington Opens April 13, 2025

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