‘Researchers discover Acacia in Pennsylvania’

    

Most of the group at Civil War Lodge of Research 1865 yesterday at Acacia 586 in Pennsylvania.

Another great weekend with Civil War Lodge of Research is behind us. Time to look forward to the next one.

Worshipful Master Bill presents Bro. Creighton his Past Master apron. Our Chaplain this year, Creighton is Pastor at Danieltown Baptist Church in North Carolina. He served in the East last year.

We sojourned from our Virginia home to the Keystone State for a visit to Acacia Lodge 586 in Waynesboro for our meeting and additional stops in the area. It’s great to sit in lodge again with Bennett, almost fully recovered from a recent injury, and the brethren. An encouraging turn-out too, with twenty-two present, including a delegation from our host lodge (we don’t always see many from the lodges that welcome us into their temples).

The Worshipful Master in the East at Acacia 586.

We balloted and added another Virginia brother to our ranks too, as Bro. Donald of, I think, Mount Carmel 133 was elected to membership, so our roster numbers 331 members. (That’s a high number for a research lodge, but brethren from Virginia, across the country, and beyond join us.)

Next year’s meeting schedule is taking shape, so look for communications at MAHOVA for our installation in December; then travels to North Carolina in April; the District of Columbia next July; and Frederick, Maryland (or proximity) in October.

The Masonic Building is located
in a beautiful downtown.

Bro. Carl Lynch, Senior Warden of Acacia 586, was our speaker Saturday, presenting his “Thunder on the Mountain: South Mountain During the Civil War.” This is military history with only scant mentions of Freemasonry (a young William McKinley served in the September 1862 Battle of South Mountain, for example). Unfortunately, we were pressed for time, having lunch reservations at a local restaurant, so Bro. Carl had to abridge his talk, but managed to pack a lot of detail into our brains about that region’s great significance in the war.

The altar from the north side.

The Senior Warden’s station in the West.

The Master’s gavel’s sounding block
is a small ashlar.

I’ve always loved the English-style Past Master jewels made and worn in Pennsylvania. I tried to purchase one years ago, but neither of the manufacturers wanted to help me.

This portrait hangs in a place of honor.

Waynesboro itself factored into Gen. Robert E. Lee’s battle plans, as it was a locus of industry then. If you’ve ever heard the improbable story of the Confederate battle plan (Special Order 191) that was lost in transit from Lee to Gen. D.H. Hill—the papers wrapped around three cigars when found by Union soldiers—that was there at South Mountain. Another future U.S. president, a young Rutherford B. Hayes, also among Ohio’s troops, fought and was wounded at this battle. Confederate Lt. Col. George S. James died at South Mountain. He had commanded the mortar battery that initiated the attack on Fort Sumter the year before. He doesn’t get the blame for starting the Civil War, but he in fact fired the shot that was first to hit Fort Sumter. His story continues postmortem because his brother traveled to the battlefield in search of his remains to bring home for burial only to be killed in action himself before finding the unmarked grave a local resident promised to show him.

Lynch did a masterful job of presenting these stories, which is not surprising. He is a Frederick County Park Ranger with lots of experience in explaining to the uninformed these aspects of the war. Plus, he’s a hilarious raconteur!

And this history occurred nearly a year before the Battle of Monterey Pass, immediately after Gettysburg, which is what brought us to Waynesboro in the first place.

Carl spoke for about forty-five minutes; after he finished, we crossed town to eat at a casual lunch spot, which was surprisingly good. The bad news is this left little time for our intended visit to the Monterey Pass Battlefield Park & Museum. Civil War Lodge pointedly pairs our meetings with visits to relevant historic sites. There wasn’t a group visit planned this time, so we each were on our own. I could have done it, but would have needed to return to the hotel, change out of my suit & tie and into clothing appropriate for the heat and humidity, which would have made the park’s closing hour even nearer. Instead, I returned to the lodge’s neighborhood, where I’d noticed a few businesses worth visiting.

56 West Main Street in Waynesboro.

Christie’s House of Pipes & Cigars has been located across the street from Acacia since 1980, when founder Eric Christie opened his doors. It’s a small space; don’t expect a huge inventory. Still, I think having an old school tobacconist right outside the temple’s doors is a sign from Providence.

I visited for a few minutes and chatted with Eric. I possess an inventory of pipe mixtures that will outlast me, so I don’t need any more, but I purchased an ounce of what Christie’s names Vesta, an English that “has just the right amount of Virginia, Burley, Toasted Cavendish, Perique, Latakia and Turkish tobaccos,” says his website.

I don’t need more pipe tobacco,
but another ounce can’t hurt.

I will sample this tonight. (In the 1931 Bela Lugosi movie Dracula—but not the Stoker novel—the Vesta is the schooner that brings our favorite vampire to England.)

There are several antiques stores only steps away. To my mind, an antique is something that predates the Second World War, but evidently bric-a-brac from my childhood now occupy the cubic inches of these shops. ($40 for a vinyl Van Halen Diver Down. Cripes.) But there were older items, just don’t look for bargains. Still under the influence of Christie’s, I sought out whatever tobacciana might be about.

These places always have
a lot of Edgeworth tins.

Then I had to return to the hotel for a shower and fresh clothes. The hot wet July air was polluted by Canada’s latest wildfires, and I was wilting in my dark suit. We had dinner reservations at Cashtown Inn, located in Orrtanna, approximately twenty miles away.

 

A familiar statuette decorates
Cashtown Inn’s sitting room.

Cashtown Inn is located in Adams County.

Another pipe!

Most of us remained satiated from lunch, so we disappointed our waitress with modest orders of appetizers, soups, and salads. I tried to compensate by drinking more Yards Porter than I medicinally required. (Is there a more thoughtful guest? I think not!) Still my bill totaled less than $30.

But let me recommend this establishment. In addition to the most charming restaurant, the rooms upstairs are for hire for your overnight stays. A place with its own amazing history.

Finally, bedways was right ways, so it was back to my own hotel for the night’s spatchka. Then it was homeward bound this morning.

Grand Lodge’s 250th anniversary pins
are available. (Not actual size.)

Civil War Lodge of Research 1865 will meet next on Saturday, October 10 at Fort Monroe in Virginia, but don’t forget the Grand Master’s Research Lodge Official Visit next month on Saturday the 29th at Haymarket Lodge 313, starting at one o’clock.

     

‘Visiting Quinta Essentia 500—and The Owl Shop’

    

‘Brethren, be clothed.’

Before the meeting last Saturday of Quinta Essentia Lodge 500 recedes into foggy forgetfulness, let me share a few details of a fantastic evening in New Haven.

No nightmares in The Elm City Club
on Elm Street.

I have wanted to get up there for a visit for a number of years. I met Bro. Jay at his home in the northeast corner of New Jersey and he did the driving—kind of a haul, actually—into Connecticut. The lodge meets inside The Elm City Club, a private, members-only establishment that originated, if I understand correctly, as the Graduates Club, a social space for Yale University people. Located on Elm Street, it is situated in the center of the campus area. Elm City is New Haven’s nickname.

The plan was for the lodge to meet, close, and then have dinner in the same room, but signals got crossed and we dined in a larger space that surely was the more comfortable option—although it was weird having the wait staff circulating about while our speaker was presenting. The lodge meeting was brief. Quinta Essentia gained one more brother, as Bro. Rodney, Master of Shakespeare Lodge 750 here in Manhattan, was elected to membership. Huzzah! (They employ a unique method of balloting, involving two ballot boxes, that I’ve never seen before.)

After the meeting, we enjoyed cocktails and a fine social hour together during which selected brethren proposed toasts to the six Masonic credos shown in the blue circle on the coin below. While the Magpie Mason drew Enlightenment, I was preempted by another brother who accidentally spoke on that subject before it was my turn. He did a better job anyway.

Worshipful Master Jonathan Glassman’s commemorative coin is a hefty two inches in diameter and about a pound and a half in weight.

Our keynote speaker was Chris Murphy of Vermont, who presented “The Traditional History: Freemasonry’s Foundational Mythos.” I envy gifted speakers, and Bro. Chris has the talent that eludes me. I didn’t take notes, but this was an explanation of how and why the Masonic Solomon’s Temple is not the same story as that found in the Bible. Our story differs and has many details, as you know, that are not Scriptural. I wouldn’t want to divulge too much here, but my take in one sentence: While we today do not accept the histories rendered in the Old Charges and by Anderson as accurate records, we should appreciate speculatively about how a Masonic DNA, divinely placed, nevertheless connects Adam to us. Just terrific!

Chartered in 2012, Quinta Essentia 500 is an Observant lodge. Read about that here.

History in a tobacconist. 268 College Street.

Before arriving at The Elm City Club, Jay and I visited The Owl Shop, the storied tobacconist and bar on College Street that also has been on my list of places to be. I’ve seen Life magazine photos on the web of Yale men at their pipe club and of tobacco tins displaying the Yale “Y,” and this establishment, which opened in 1934, is connected to those. They sell cigars, naturally, and the air inside was thick with smoking aroma. But it wasn’t hazy and oppressing. Two days earlier, I caught the new Linklatter film. In it, the lyricist Lorenz Hart (Ethan Hawke) exclaims he loves the smell of cigar stores, and the environment of The Owl Shop undoubtedly is the kind of thing he’s talking about.

Whatever air cleaner they use is inconspicuous. Only the ceiling fans are obvious.
Great place to relax, smoke, and drink.

We sat down, had a round of drinks (I enjoyed a Warsteiner Dunkel while Bro. Jay was fortified by a reddish tea), and shared a cheese board. No smoking, as time didn’t permit it, but I purchased an ounce of Harkness Tower, their Balkan house blend, to bring home. I’m going to try some tomorrow.

An ounce of Harkness Tower to go.

During the holidays, I’m going to try this rye.
100 proof! Zoinks!

A great way to spend a Saturday! Unfortunately, New Haven really is just far enough away to not be a place to frequent, but, edified by this experience, I don’t know why I wouldn’t visit the lodge and smoke shop at least once a year.

     

‘Shelby visits the research lodge’

    

RW Shelby Chandler, Past DDGM of Virginia’s Research District, visited New Jersey Lodge of Masonic Research and Education 1786 on September 13 as keynote speaker on the history of his lodge, Fredericksburg 4. (Low-light photography is dicey.)

Continuing the what I did on my summer vacation blogging, the weekend after the MLMA meeting (see post below) brought a special couple of days with Shelby Chandler of Virginia. He visited New Jersey Lodge of Masonic Research and Education 1786 to be our keynote speaker on Saturday, September 13, giving a talk on the history of his lodge, Fredericksburg 4—of George Washington, Hugh Mercer, et al. fame. Shelby also is a Past Master of George Washington Lodge of Research 1732 at Fredericksburg, and is a Past DDGM of the Grand Lodge of Virginia’s Research District, now six lodges strong.

Shelby traveled north the day before and was greeted by Worshipful Master Don who, in addition to getting Shelby squared away at the hotel, took him sightseeing to the Washington Crossing Historic Site, Princeton University, and elsewhere. (Note to self: explore feasibility of research lodges having reciprocal visits of speakers.)

About the lodge meeting: the research lodge stands at the forefront of New Jersey Freemasonry’s celebration of our nation’s 250th anniversary. Following our previous meeting’s discussion of John Paul Jones, on this day we learned about Fredericksburg Lodge, as Shelby walked us through its first 150 years. There’s a lot more history and historical giants than George Washington. Both the Revolution and the Civil War factor in that lodge’s story, with many colorful details about its members and its building. Read a little about that here.

Prior to that, Secretary Erich employed his talents as a historian to explain how Freemasons could (and should) make more sense of our history by using the techniques of academic historians, namely dividing the fraternity’s past into manageable epochs, from the mists of time pre-1717 to the “Pop Masonry” period of Dan Brown and National Treasure.

And before that, the Worshipful Master reviewed the book Histoire de la Franc-Maconnerie, which bloomed into an hourlong conversation among the brethren on the vexing vagaries of Freemasonry in France: multiple grand jurisdictions doing things we just find odd.

The following day, Don brought Shelby to the Princeton Battlefield, and we toured this truly hallowed ground. This January 1777 battle was as pivotal to the American Founding as the Declaration itself or the arrival of Rochambeau’s expeditionary army. Read about that here.

Photos of Princeton Battlefield State Park, including Thomas Clarke House:

Our guides at Princeton Battlefield State Park were terrific. That’s Will Krakower, at left, who led us around the grounds and unpacked the story of the battle. Sorry to say I cannot recall the name of the gentleman on the right. The table in the foreground displays a scale map of the field and the troop movements.

Map of the area displayed in Clarke House.

This is a descendant of the Hugh Mercer Oak. After being wounded in battle, it is said Gen. Mercer was laid under the tree that stood here to rest while the fighting continued. That tree remained until 2000, when it was felled by a storm, but the tree was genetically reproduced, and that’s what you see today.

Shelby at the marker placed near the tree.

Period pieces neatly displayed
inside Clarke House.

Get the Keno Brothers on the phone!

Gen. (and Bro.) Mercer died in this room. Not in this particular bed, but in the room.

I wonder what tobacco in the eighteenth century tasted like. I know there were makers of smoking tobaccos and snuffs in England (Kendal) around that time that employed techniques appreciated still today, but in the colonies? I assume it was pretty rough and rudimentary, with strong nicotine hits. Drying, aging, curing, etc. Did they know to do these systematically or at all? 

 

     

‘Happy Garibaldi anniversary’

    

Just in time for Garibaldi Lodge’s 160th anniversary year, a pipe maker, that I unhappily cannot identify, seems to have produced a briar bearing the handsome likeness of Giuseppe Garibaldi. This photo shows a page in the October issue of Arbiter magazine. It is being circulated on social media by Al Pascià to promote its Ovalina shape, two of which are seen resting on the page. Maybe this Garibaldi briar is made by that venerable pipe-maker, but I cannot find any info on the web about it.

Anyway, the actual anniversary of the lodge’s constitution passed on June 11, but the brethren will meet tomorrow night at eight o’clock in the Corinthian Room for its regular communication. (It’s impossible to choose a favorite lodge in the Tenth Manhattan District, but I’m drawn to Garibaldi because of the French Rite EA° it famously confers, in Italian, to the delight of hundreds of visiting Masons.)

Magpie file photo

From the 150th anniversary.

Garibaldi 542 was the first lodge under the Grand Lodge of New York to work in the Italian language. There was confusion in the Craft at the beginning, as the lodge was trilingual—Italian, French, and English—so that the DDGM had to direct the Worshipful Master to keep the lodge’s proceedings in Italian, per the Dispensation granted by Grand Lodge.

The lodge’s namesake, of course, is the Italian freedom-fighter and Grand Master of the Grand Orient of Italy. Did you know Giuseppe Garibaldi resided in Staten Island for a time? Read more about Garibaldi 542’s history here.

Happy anniversary!

     

‘The new Grand Master is…’

    

GLNY

Puffs of white smoke are emanating from Masonic Hall—vanilla cavendish, if I’m not mistaken—meaning we have a new Grand Master! The Most Worshipful Steven A. Rubin, Grand Master of Masons in the State of New York, will be installed this afternoon.

No, I am not present at the Grand Lodge Communication. I’m simply following the updates on 1010 WINS.

I didn’t think they’d have results so early. Still waiting on tallies of the other contests. Will add those here later.

UPDATE—Those other elections: WOR-AM reports the names of the other winners.

RW Robert Hogan
Deputy Grand Master

RW Mark Loughran
Senior Grand Warden

RW John Haslam
Junior Grand Warden

RW Alberto Cortizo
Grand Treasurer

 
RW Richard Schulz remains as Grand Secretary, having sought re-election without any challenger.

The Senior Grand Warden election was interesting; when the deadline for declaring candidacies passed last fall, no one had stepped forward for the position! Had I known that was to happen, I myself would have filed on the Scald Miserable ticket. Maybe next time.