Our Grand Master visited my Lodge last night on an official district meeting. He told a funny story at the expense of the Grand Secretary, also in attendance. The Grand Master and the Grand Secretary were walking down Morgan Street in Raleigh looking for a place to eat lunch. A derelict approached them and asked, "Mister, could you give me 5 or 10 dollars for something to eat?" The GS, looking uncomfortable said, "I won't give you money because I'm afraid you'd spend it on liquor." The bum protested, "I don't drink, I'm really hungry." GS: "Then you'd probably buy drugs." Bum: "No, I've been clean over a year." GS: "You'd probably gamble with it, but I'll be glad to drive you to my house and my wife will feed you." Bum: "I have never liked gambling." GS: "I'll take you home for a home cooked meal by my wife, a very good cook, but if I gave you money, you likely spend it on a prostitute!" Bum: "Oh, I don't cheat on my girlfriend; look, I'm wearing clothes I don't even own, I haven't taken a bath in ever a week, and the clinic says I have to come back for another treatment for head lice. You really don't want me in your kitchen meeting your wife." GS: "My wife is a good Christian woman, in fact she is a Presbyterian Minister, she would love show you kindness by cooking you a meal and giving you a chance to clean up. ...Also, I want to take you home and show her what a man looks like who doesn't drink, use drugs, gamble, or chase women!" S&F
