Promoting the Fraternity across the World
Ezra, who is a member of Hand and Heart Lodge, No. 4109, started The Forget Me Not Trust two years ago with his brother Nathan because, ‘We were seeing homeless people everywhere we went in these major cities. We realised this was an epidemic problem, so we thought we should try to do something about it. We’ve been blessed in our own way with business, so we’re in a fortunate position and wanted to give something back.’
Grand Lodge of Ohio are asking brethren to post a 3 minute video on why they became a Freemason.
Two plenary presentations and ninteen round table sessions will allow a well rounded development of the theme. Each will be chaired by a different lodge of research. The topics of each conference and round table will be published subsequently. A participation fee will be asked for the plenaries and panels.
Andalucia’s Provincial Grand Master, Charles Crawford, with members of the the lodge of European Fraternitas Since the foundation of the first grand…
Brother Moises Gomez from New Jersey reported the following tragic news out of South Carolina last night: Brethren, it’s with a sad and heavy heart, that…
Brethren, on the First Day of the Somme 1916, the population of Ulster was to suffer an awful devastating blow as their menfolk endured terrible losses in the killing fields of The Somme, as they went over the top at 7.30AM and charged into a maelstrom of death and destruction
Forget-Me-Not charity set up by Freemason brothers to help the homeless The adjective term of a ‘down and out’ person relates to a person…
Token of thanks Hertfordshire Freemason Keith Townsend of Ravenscroft Chapter, No. 2331, has presented a cheque for £1,300 to Luton and Dunstable…
In order to learn more about this very complex man and the exciting times in which he lived, we will attempt to examine his motives and actions during the war years. The problem with looking back 400 years is separating fact from fiction which in Robert Moray’s case is no easy task. Look what happens when writers feel a need to flesh out details.
Owen Olson, at 94 years old, is a gregarious guy. Sit with him awhile—preferably, in his favorite spot in the Union City Home lobby—and he’ll joke about wearing his shirt untucked in the latest fashion, and his envy for John Wayne’s big strong teeth. He’ll tell you stories about growing up in New York City, thinking that the world began and ended at the city limits. He’ll tell you about joining the Navy, and traveling the globe.