The Past Master  Unknown Author Who's the stranger, Mother, dear? Look, he knows us - ain't that queer? Hush, my son, don't talk so wild -He's your father, dearest child. He's my father? It's ...

The Masonic Ring  Those men who help my dad each day, They wear those Mason rings. A Square and Compass set in gold, The praise of which I sing.   My dad, he hurt his back you know, One cold an...

It is not ornamental, the cost is not great,There are other things far more useful, yet truly I state,Tho of all my possessions, there's none can compare,With that white leather apron, which all Ma...