When you’re a kid you become enamored with lots of things – usually for a brief minute or two until something else catches your attention.
Like everyone, I’d get crazy for the Shriners at the 4th of July parade (come on, you love em). Big men, little cars. So cool. I don’t know if they issue you a little car and Fez upon entry, but if that’s the case I think I might be finally old enough to join.
Are they secretive like the Masons?
Happy Valentines Day, friends.
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The weird thing is Shriners are Masons. You have to be a Master Mason to be a Shriner. If the Masons are the Cub Scouts, then your Shriners would be your Weeblos. Or maybe not, because there are a bunch of appendant bodies and their relative rank is different in different Masonic orders, and I think you have to stay a Mason to stay in the other ones.
But you can see the alure. The Masons have some kind of stupid aprons; but the Shriners have a pediatric hospital network that treated over 125,000 kids free of charge, tiny cars; and the most honorable of headwear - the Fez.
I’ve probably said too much. They control everything, you know.
Wow, there is a lot to know. I went here:
http://www.iremshrine.org/faq.htm
There is an aweful lot of talk about God (any God) and order and stuff like that. Maybe I should just put together my own w of fez-wearin’, go-cart-in-parade-ridin’ homeboys.
I’ve been begging Stacey for years to make me a Bears fez…
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