.                        2006 Officers

Worshipful Master Douglas Skowron, KYCH(480-986-2296)

Senior Warden     R. Scott Teichrow (928-425-8293)

Junior Warden      William Garrard, PM (602-866-8204)

Secretary            Joe A. Henry PM (928-425-6686)

Treasurer            Oscar T. Lyon Jr., PGM  (602-252-2739)

Senior Deacon   William “Bill” Greenen KYCH

Junior Deacon    James Heimer

Chaplain            Paul J. Dore’, PM

Marshall            Ralph Gerhardt, PM

Senior Steward  Howard Billingsley, PM

Junior Steward   Robert Gillette, PM

Tyler                 Henry Johnson

Trustees:

Henry London, PM,        2010   R Scott Teichrow,          2007   

Paul Dore' Sr. PM,         2009   Robert Gillette, PM        2006

Howard Billingsley, PM, 2008

Committees

Public Schools - Bro. Jim Heimer

Widows - W. Rusty Moore

Kids Voting - W. Rusty Moore

Education - W. Howard Billingsley

By-Laws - MW Oscar Lyon Jr.

Membership - WB. Doug Skowron

Community Events - W. Paul Dore' Sr.

Meeting Calendar 2007

      Jan                   Feb              Mar              April

    4 - OES #8    1- OES #8   1- OES #8     5- OES #8

  13 - WM #3    10 - WM #3  10 - WM #3  14 - WM #3

2007 Officers

Worshipful Master R. Scott Teichrow (928-425-8293)

Senior Warden     William Garrard, PM (602-866-8204)

Junior Warden      Robert Gillette, PM

Secretary            Joe A. Henry PM (928-425-6686)

Treasurer            Oscar T. Lyon Jr., PGM  (602-252-2739)

Senior Deacon   Earl Warner

Junior Deacon    James Heimer

Chaplain            

Marshall            

Senior Steward  

Junior Steward   

Tyler                 Henry Johnson

Trustees:

Robert Gillette, PM        2011

Henry London, PM,        2010  

Paul Dore' Sr. PM,         2009  

Howard Billingsley, PM, 2008

R Scott Teichrow,          2007   

Bikes for Books

Thanks to all the Brothers who donated bicycles. All bicycles have been donated by the Brothers of this lodge. Congratulations!

OES #8 Luncheon

Guayo's on the Trail

December 13th 12:00pm

  Following White Mountain #3 Installation

Fifty Years Ago

White Mountain Lodge #3

December 1956

The following elected officers of r the year 1957  were installed: WM John Taylor, SW Harry Swartzman, JW Stanley Gibson,  Treasurer Cecil Kling, Secretary Joseph Moore.

Doric Lodge #26

December 1956

The following brothers were raised to the sublime degree of Master Mason:  Clarence Carpenter, Maynard Stover, & William Sims.  The elected officers for the year 1957 were:  WM George Morrison, SW Royce Wesson, JW Carroll Gilbert, Treas. Thomas Henderson, and Secretary Frank Robertson

Something to Think About

A Different Christmas Poem
 
 The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
 I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
 My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
 My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
 Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
 Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
 The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
 Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
 My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
 Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
 In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
 So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

 The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
 But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
 Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
 sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
 My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
 And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
 Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
 A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
 
 A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
 Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
 Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
 Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
 "What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
 "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
 Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
 You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
 
 For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
 Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
 To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
 Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
 I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
 "It's my duty to stand
 at the front of the line,
 That separates you from the darkest of times.
 No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
 I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
 My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"
 Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
 My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
 And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
 I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
 But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
 
 Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
 The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
 I can live through the cold and the being alone,
 Away from my family, my house and my home.
 I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
 I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
 I can carry the weight of killing another,
 Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
 Who stand at the front against any and all,
 To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
 
 "So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
 Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
 "But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
 "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
 It seems all too little for all that you've done,
 For being away from your wife and your son."
 Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
 "Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
 To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
 To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
 For when we come home, either standing or dead,
 To know you remember we fought and we bled.
 Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
 That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
 
 LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
 30th Naval Construction Regiment
 OIC, Logistics Cell One
 Al Taqqadum, Iraq

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