Well, funny story. When your the big kahuna, better known in your own village as the Grand Master, they don't let you just sit idly by and watch a parade. Oh no, they take out all the stops. Today it was a 1976 Caddy convertible, taken out of storage, refurbished, detailed, and placed under my carcass for the world to enjoy. Well, Munising anyway. Yep, the banner was out front, Indy cars racing back and forth, and the Grand Master in the Parade, trying to remember, wrist elbow, wrist elbow, or was it wrist wrist, elbow elbow ? Anyway, a lot of congratulations, we are proud of you, and high fives from the kids, as I was literally paraded through the streets of Munising in style. You see, in Masonry, its not the person they usually honor, its the position. In my little corner of the world, I am blessed to have my person be honored for me. Respect those around you, and it will come back 10 fold.
I am a little concerned about this whole minion thing though, but I'm told its an honor to be one of the Grand Master's minions, so I'm going to let them do their own thing. They are having a ton of fun with it. Today the Local Job's Daughter Bethel sold enough cotton candy to fill a U-Haul truck. It was their annual fun(d)raiser for next years Grand Bethel.
So what does a Grand Master do on the 4th of July? Well, he watches the fireworks of course........
