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To quote Jerry Jeff Walker:
"And I broke all my vows to DeMolay--eee!"
I'd be surprised if anyone here is a mason. I was in DeMolay in high school. It's sort of a masonic adjunct for high school boys. It was a big deal in a small town, most of the prominent men were Masons. I was not at all a Christian, and I don't recall running into anybody who claimed to be. It officially revered the Bible by placing it next to "school books" on an alter-like stand in the center of the room. Nobody read from it.
At the time I thought of masonry as a club for men to get out of the house and do rituals recreationally. Perhaps it was for most. But a friend and I ran across one of the secret initiatory books in a closet in the masonic hall. After reading it through we both thought it was creepy. Shortly after, I resigned as Past Master Counsellor and never had any association with it again.
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