Little Things Mean A Lot

by Midnight Freemason Contributor
Steven L. Harrison, 33°, FMLR

I'm a big fan of the Masonic Roundtable.  It's a weekly online videocast with five Brothers on a panel discussing a variety of Masonic topics.  Rather than have me spend a few paragraphs convincing you how great it is (which I could do), you can check it out yourself at  It's well worth the click.

The technological age we live in has brought us many gifts, not the least of which is the ability to produce and distribute programs like this without a large investment.  Just think about it — five guys with an idea and a few resources get together and in very short order have, in a manner of speaking, a national broadcasting network.  After many years in IT, stuff like this never ceases to amaze me.

Still, it's not free.  The Brothers all need the equipment and bandwidth to make it happen; and there are distribution costs, too.  So I sent them a donation.  In return they sent me a Masonic Roundtable lapel pin.  It's a really nice one and I wanted to show it off.  Not usually wearing something with lapels, I stuck it in my ball cap.

Fast forward a few days... I took my motorcycle in for maintenance.  My wife Carolyn picked me up and we left it in the shop overnight.  At home, I got my cap to show her the pin and — ACK!  The pin wasn't there.

When we returned to the dealership the first thing I did was to scour the bike’s storage area for the pin.  It wasn't there.  Phooey.  So, life goes on, and Carolyn and I took the motorcycle and went to lunch.  Afterward, I had a very hard time starting the bike, called and the service department told me to bring it back to check things out.

We rode back to the dealer and parked outside the service area door, right where I had parked when I went in for service the day before.  While I was talking to the manager, Carolyn happened to look down at a big crack in the pavement right behind the parked bike and saw something shining inside it.  She reached down, picked it up and... you guessed it... found herself holding my new pin.  The back was down there also.  We discovered the back had a very weak grip which caused the lapel pin to drop out.  At home I replaced the defective back with one of the myriad of extra pin backs I have and the pin is secure in its rightful place in my cap.

I wasn't happy when the motorcycle didn't start after lunch but if it had, I would never have found my pin.  If the pin hadn’t fallen in the crack, it could have been smashed by any one of the many motorcycles going in and out of the service garage.  A lot of things can go wrong in any given day but this is something that went right.  It won't change the world, but I'm glad I got it back.  Sometimes, little things mean a lot.


Bro. Steve Harrison, 33°, is Past Master of Liberty Lodge #31, Liberty, Missouri. He is the editor of the Missouri Freemason magazine, author of the book Freemasonry Crosses the Mississippi, a Fellow of the Missouri Lodge of Research and also its Worshipful Master. He is a dual member of Kearney Lodge #311, St. Joseph Missouri Valley of the Scottish Rite, Liberty York Rite, Moila Shrine and a member and Past Dean of the DeMolay Legion of Honor. Brother Harrison is a regular contributor to the Midnight Freemasons blog as well as several other Masonic publications. His latest book, Freemasons: Tales From the Craft, will be released later this year.


  1. Great story , Bro. Steve
    Little things like a lapel pin have a special personal meaning especially when you can associate it with something like the Masonic Roundtable !

  2. It's really good post. I am very impress to read this post. sometime little thing create an important issue in our life.


Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.