Freemasons and nonsense seem to have a natural affinity for one another.
I know they are to be feared and loathed as a powerful force in the world, but my few experiences with Masons have been amusing rather than fearsome.
I recall once meeting with a contractor to discuss several jobs. During the small talk section of the meeting he asked me a few typical polite questions to one of which I answered something like:
Quote:"You know, spending a lot of time travelling out East. Seem to be having breakfast in the Hamptons a lot more than I ever would have expected."
Before I finished my answer I noticed that his eyes opened wide and when he responded we was obviously excited about something:
Quote:"Sometimes the fox will find the light in the morning too bright"
It seemed odd, but it was small talk and I tried to keep it going with something along the lines of :
Quote:" I can't imagine that there are too many foxes out and around in the morning. You know I wonder if they go fox hunting out there near the dunes."
After this he practically burst out with something like
Quote:"But if the mill isn't operating properly the town will be without bread!"
And this point I just sort of chuckled and said
Quote:"Uh Jim, I don't know where we're going with this, but I'm not sure I'm following you."
He instantly got a sheepish look on his face and started to apologize. Apparently something I said about traveling in the East was close enough to the first in a sequence of secret coded messages Freemasons use to identify one another.
I think it was mentioning something like "dunes" that made him think he had actually made contact with a fellow Mason and was getting to use the secret lingo.
He admitted it didn’t sound real close to the actual proper response but he was excited enough that he had to give another shot and throw out the mills and bread bit.
Apparently he had just passed his rite or finished the last novice ritual because he had gaining entry into the first circle or band or whatever. Once it became clear I was not a Mason, he asked me if I would like for him to sponsor me so I could join.
I passed.
The light was too bright that morning.
I later learned from someone who also claimed to be a Mason that Jim was full of crap and that he had no idea what he was talking about.
I don't know, I still think of it a mysterious event in my past and sometimes wonder how different my life would be if I had accepted his sponsorship and became one of the most powerful men on Earth.