Worshipful Master's Voice - March 2018
I wish to repeat the story I told at my installation about cooperation and teamwork. I joined the Boy Scouts in 1960. My scoutmaster was a retired Air Force captain, named Joyal. We boys called him Captain Joyal and the assistant scoutmaster was a Mr. Slick. My dad was always available for camping trips and teaching various crafts. He was awesome at knots and Morse code.
Needless to say, my dad and the scoutmasters became very good friends. In October of 1962, my parents, the Joyals and the Slicks went to a masquerade party at the local firehouse. Everyone had a great evening...except Captain Joyal. He went as a "Great White Hunter", complete with pith helmet, cork gun and a large white duck on a lead. Now, a duck doesn't know anything about hygiene, so when he needed to go, he just went ... right on the floor … several times. Captain Joyal had to clean up after him a lot that night.
Now, my dad had a wicked sense of humor. He planned, along with Mr. Slick, to play a practical joke on the captain. The plan was simple, or so he thought. Get another white duck and put a diaper on him, tie him to the captain's front door, ring the doorbell and run like hell. Well, guys, during that time only cloth diapers were available, using large diaper pins.
Guys, a duck is not a cooperative creature. Picture this: It's dark, two grown men and a large quacking white duck across the street from the potential victim's house. Now, this little group is wrestling with a duck trying to put their plan into action. Mr. Slick is holding down the duck and my dad is trying to diaper the duck. Did you ever try to put a duck on its back? IMPOSSIBLE! My dad would not give up and neither would Mr. Slick.
So focused and driven, they did not notice a police car approaching them. Now, you have to realize these two guys were doing this operation next to my dad's station wagon between the sidewalk and the car. Needless to say, the officer asked them, "WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TWO DOING?"
My dad explained the joke and the officer scratched his head and said, "Looks like you are going to need more help." The officer assisted in the crazy gag. The duck never had a chance. Diapered and probably exhausted, the plan was executed. The duck was taken across the street, the door bell rung with the three grown men running back across the street. The captain answered the door and laughed himself silly, along with his wife.
So, my Masonic brothers, assist me through cooperation and team work to complete any difficult problem we face. After all, if dad can diaper a duck with the help of an unlikely team of men, I, also, can do anything with your help!
Thomas Wilson, WM