The North Carolina Mason

July/August 2017

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Page 4 The North Carolina Mason July/August 2017 T h e m i s s i o n o f f r e e m a s o n r y i n n o r T h C a r o l i n a i s T o r a i s e T h e m o r a l , s o C i a l , i n T e l l e C T u a l , a n d s p i r i T u a l C o n s C i e n C e o f s o C i e T y b y T e a C h i n g T h e a n C i e n T a n d e n d u r i n g p h i l o s o p h i C a l TeneTs of broTherly love, relief, and TruTh, whiCh are expressed ouTwardly Through serviCe To god, family, CounTry, and self under The faTherhood of god wiThin The broTherhood of man. (USPS 598-260) is published bimonthly by e Grand Lodge of AF & AM of North Carolina, 2921 Glenwood Avenue, Raleigh, NC 27608. ird class postage paid at Oxford, NC 27565. POSTMASTER: Send address changes to e North Carolina Mason, School Of Graphic Arts, Masonic Home for Children, Oxford, NC 27565. Grand Master A. Gene Cobb Jr. Board Of Publication Bill Faison (Chairman) R. Kevin Combs W.E. Warnock John R. Beamon III John S. Dodd Editor Beth Grace Good quality pictures are essential for suitable reproduction. e right to re- ject any submission not suitable for use is reserved. Pictures will be returned to the sender only if accompanied by a self-addressed, stamped envelope. Email submissions are welcome; high resolution, unaltered JPGs and Rich Text Format documents are preferred. Submissions and other correspon- dence should be sent to the editor at 2921 Glenwood Avenue, Raleigh, NC 27608 or . Each North Carolina Mason is a subscriber to e North Carolina Mason. If you know a member who is not receiving the paper, please send us his full name, his complete address, and the name and number of his lodge. Masonic widows receive e Mason free upon request. Subscriptions are available to others at a rate of five dollars per year. Subscription inquiries and address changes only should be sent to: e School of Graphic Arts, Masonic Home for Children, 600 College Street, Oxford, North Carolina 27565. Opinions expressed are not necessarily those of The North Carolina Mason, the Grand Lodge, or Board of Publication. From the editor's desk Grand Master A. Gene Cobb Jr. .............................. Deputy Grand Master Speed Hallman Senior Grand Warden D. M. "Mack" Sigmon. ... Junior Grand Warden Shaun Bradshaw ........... Grand Treasurer Lewis R. Ledford (PGM) ......... Grand Secretary T. Walton Clapp III Senior Grand Deacon R. David Wicker Jr. .......... Junior Grand Deacon Larry B. ompson Jr. Grand Marshal Kevan D. Frazier. Grand Steward Donald E. Kehler ......................... Grand Steward Robert W. Rideout ...................... Grand Tyler William B. Bruton Grand Chaplain Mark M. N. Vickers ....... Grand Historian Steven A. Campbell Grand Lecturer Hugh L. McLaurin III ................... NORTH CAROLINA The Mason By Beth Grace Editor H ave you ever had one of those "moments," a serendipitous tick of time when you knew that what you were witnessing was something so special, so moving, that you knew it could never happen again? You try to tell friends about it later, praying for total recall … which always fails you. But somehow, you manage to remember the best parts, the feeling in the room and in your heart, the emotion of the moment. I want to share one of those moments – a trea- sure made of time – that I was lucky enough to experience when I spent some time visiting Past Grand Master Charles E. Cathey, along with my NC Masonic Foundation colleagues Jeff Hensley, Dee Blake and Chris Richardson. Full disclosure: we descended on Most Worshipful Cathey with no warning, dropping in on him at the NC State Veteran's Home in Black Mountain on one sweltering late June afternoon. We wanted to present him with a list of the latest winners of the high school scholarships he had created when he was Grand Master in 2000. He didn't miss a beat. He smiled and welcomed us, settling in for a good, long chat. As we talked, he reminisced about his year as Grand Master – clearly a favorite subject. He talked about his brothers, the major issues of his year and the joys he felt in doing the work. He brightened as we showed him the list of scholarship winners, confessing that he had never completed college himself, so estab- lishing that scholarship – which we are still growing today – was a dream come true for him. And then it happened. e moment. We had all heard about the poem he liked to recite as he closed lodge and District meetings, and we asked him about it. His smile grew wider. With only a little prodding, he agreed to recite it for us. No brother from his year will fail to recognize it. His voice is weaker now than it was back in the day, but his memory is sharp. He spoke, moving his hands to punctuate the words, staring off into memory. You knew, looking at him, that just for that brief, brief moment he was back there. Standing in the East, speaking to the brothers he loves. He barely hesitated as he recited the poem, e Bridge Builder, published in 1931 by a Tennessee poet named Will Allen Dromgoole. An old man going a lone highway, Came, at the evening cold and gray, To a chasm vast and deep and wide. rough which was flowing a sullen tide. e old man crossed in the twilight dim, e sullen stream had no fear for him; But he turned when safe on the other side And built a bridge to span the tide. "Old man," said a fellow pilgrim near, " You are wasting your strength with building here; Your journey will end with the ending day, You never again will pass this way; You've crossed the chasm, deep and wide, Why build this bridge at evening tide?" e builder lifted his old gray head; "Good friend, in the path I have come," he said, "ere followed after me to-day A youth whose feet must pass this way. is chasm that has been as naught to me To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be; He, too, must cross in the twilight dim; Good friend, I am building this bridge for him!" ere was silence in the room when he finished speaking. Well … except for the sound of my own snuffling. I have seen a lot in my short time with this fraternity, but this by far was one of the most moving moments. I saw in his eyes what Masonry means and realized as my gaze rested on the list of schol- arship winners on the table beside him that he truly HAD built that bridge. Knowing that he won't pass this way again, he didn't waste his strength. He didn't hesitate. He built. He created his own span for those young men to follow, to cross in the twilight dim, sparing them a potential pitfall across all chasms, deep and wide. Visiting a bridge builder

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