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Active in several Masonic organizations, Jareo is a 32° Mason in the Ancient Accepted Scottish Rite – Valley of Boston. He is a member of Mount Horeb Royal Arch Chapter, Ahasuerus Council of Royal & Select Master Masons, Pilgrim Commandery No. 9 and St. Bernard’s Commandery No. 12. He is also a member of the Aleppo Shrine Temple in Wilmington.
 
Active in several Masonic organizations, Jareo is a 32° Mason in the Ancient Accepted Scottish Rite – Valley of Boston. He is a member of Mount Horeb Royal Arch Chapter, Ahasuerus Council of Royal & Select Master Masons, Pilgrim Commandery No. 9 and St. Bernard’s Commandery No. 12. He is also a member of the Aleppo Shrine Temple in Wilmington.
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=== SPEECHES ===
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==== FEAST OF ST. JOHN, DECEMBER 2017 ====
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''From Proceedings, Page 2017-219:''
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''Most Worshipful Grand Master, Most Worshipful Past Grand Masters, Distinguished members, guests and brethren all.''
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It is indeed an honor and privilege to be standing before you here this evening at this Feast of St. John celebrating the installation of Grand Lodge officers in the position of Deputy Grand Master. It is a position and an honor that I never expected, and I would be remiss if I did not publicly thank you Grand Master for the opportunity you have bestowed upon me to serve our Grand lodge in this capacity. I look forward to working with you and the newly installed line of officers.
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Brethren, when I joined Freemasonry, I never dreamed I’d be standing here before you tonight. In fact, when, I joined Freemasonry, I had no idea that ‘here’ even existed. I knew nothing about Grand Lodge, what a jurisdiction was, or even that there was such a person as a Grand Master, all of that came later. You see, like so many of you, I knocked upon the door of Freemasonry because I was intrigued, intrigued and looking for something, something personal, something for me. I’m not sure I knew exactly what that something was, but I had expectations. I came looking for something that I couldn’t articulate something beyond what was common in the world, for I had long been intrigued by Freemasonry. As I look back, I can see that the notion of Freemasonry or more specifically, of being a Freemason, somehow found its way several times into my life:
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The first time, was as a young boy, I’m not certain now of my age, probably around 7 or 8 and It was in the form of a ring. A gold ring with a red stone with what seemed at the time like mysterious markings centered on the stone. Today of course, all of us would recognize it instantly as a masonic ring and we’re probably wearing something similar. But to that 8-year-old boy, it was an object of mystery. I still see it clearly today, a small white covered porcelain dish sitting on a dresser top in a sliver of dusty sunlight. I can still here the scrape of the lid being removed as I peered inside and found the ring sitting on top of a small collection of pocket change. Can still feel the weight of the ring on my fingers, and can remember fondly the worn corners and scratches that it contained. It has truly left a mark upon my mind, and I can also remember being disappointed when the ring was not in its container, for you see sometimes the ring was being worn by Brother A. B. I’ll tell you more about him in a bit.
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The next time that Freemasonry entered my life was many years later. Life by this time, had carried me to Massachusetts, and my sister, two years my junior, was then in college studying library sciences with a minor in Russian studies. She and I would frequently talk about books, and so it was partly through her that I was introduced to some of the great Russian writers. Here, after getting used to reading all the translated character names, I immersed myself for a period of time in the works of Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Turgenev and others. It was truly some of the most remarkable writing I have personally experienced. I was captivated by the depth of emotions being explored, the vividness of the scenery and the complete humanness of the characters being portrayed for both good and bad. And then, I tackled War and Peace. And though today, many years later, the details of many of these stories have faded, in War and Peace the character Pierre has always partially stayed with me. You see, Pierre was also looking for something in his own life, when he happens upon a stranger, or a traveling man, wearing a ring that he recognizes as being Masonic. Pierre has a conversation with this Freemason who explains to him what is missing from his life and he ultimately seeks initiation in the craft as part of his quest for self-knowledge. He too was looking for something...a journey that I’m sure many of us can all relate to...and I certainly did at the time. And once again, the seeds of Freemasonry were planted in my life.
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But, the journey continued, and few years later, much like the One Ring in Lord of the Rings, the masonic ring again made its way back into my life. This time, however, on the hand of a man at my place of employment. He was a bit of a mentor and teacher to me, and we became friends. In time, I asked him about his ring and about Freemasonry. He said he would happily sponsor my membership, but being away from his mother lodge, he didn’t seem to know exactly what to do, and he unfortunately didn’t follow through. How many candidates have we lost to similar circumstances brethren? I don’t blame him however, he was a good man who ultimately several years later, affiliated with my own lodge for a time before his passing. The task of bringing me into Freemasonry did not ultimately fall to him. That task was left to another friend whom I did not meet for still a few more years. This brother, though I did not know it at the time, was a Past Master, and as we all know...they don’t mess around. When I discussed Freemasonry with him and asked him how I might go about joining, he replied with a slap on the back saying...you just did. The rest as they say, is history, still being written here tonight. But this story is only partially about me. What about Brother A. B.?
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Well, quickly after being raised, I purchased a masonic ring of my own. The same one I’m wearing here tonight. To me, it was the symbol of a mason and the token that had long drawn me to the craft. I was proud to wear it. But, I hadn’t yet told my family outside of my wife, about joining the Fraternity. I’m not sure why except that it was something personal to me, not something I was necessarily looking to share at the time. I was still learning, and still enjoying the mysteriousness of the craft. One day a few weeks later, my mother came for visit. She inquired about the ring I was wearing and seemed a bit shocked when I told her that I had joined the Fraternity. She said, you know your grandfather was a Mason? I said that I did know, you see... my grandfather is Brother A. B. The next time she came to visit, she brought me a gift. I have it here with me this evening, it is my grandfather’s masonic bible. I was thrilled to have it. It was something I had heard about, but not a custom that my own lodge participated in. Imagine my surprise when I opened its cover and read the names of the men who were present at my grandfather’s raising, coincidently in the same month and year I was born. Relatives, family friends and men of the community I had known or knew of during all my years of childhood and adolescence. These men represented community to me, but I had no idea of their deeper connection. You see, little did I know, but Freemasonry had always been around me, waiting for me to discover it. The men who had been living examples of men and community in my life, many of them, were masons. I just, never knew it.
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And there was another discovery to be made in the pages of this book, beyond of course the lessons contained within its pages...that discovery remains, tucked where brother A.B. placed it. It’s a piece of the sash from the funeral arrangement of flowers he purchased when his wife of almost 50 years passed away. It simply says Wife, placed in the pages of his masonic bible. The one that I can recall he specifically asked for by name on the day of her funeral many years ago, though at the time I didn’t know why.
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This is what Freemasonry meant to him.
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Brother A.B. passed to the celestial lodge himself one evening a few years later. He died of heart failure at the age of 76. Shortly after putting away his snow blower, after helping his neighbor, his masonic brother, clean out his driveway. He was never a Deputy Grand Master, not a Past Master of his lodge, to my knowledge he was never an officer, and by many accounts, his was not always the smoothest ashlar in town. Like all of us, he was still working on his. But he was man, and to borrow a tag line, not just a man, a Mason.
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Freemasonry meant community to brother A.B. and I think that ultimately, that reflects what is best and brightest about us. The most successful lodges that I’ve seen, are always those where the brethren genuinely enjoy being in each others company. They have built, and continue to strengthen their lodge community through social discourse, interaction with each other, and general caring for each other’s welfare. What an amazing concept. I have discovered in my masonic travels that THAT is truly (in the words of Most Worshipful brother Hodgdon) the gift of Freemasonry. I stand before you here today, because other men, many sitting in this very room, have taken enough interest in me and cared enough for me that they have encouraged me to do more than I thought I could, and to be more than I knew was possible. And all of us, have the ability to do the same thing in return. We simply have to be there to extend the hand to our brothers AND prospective brothers. If we strengthen our lodge communities, we won’t be able to keep people away. Because in the end, I think we all want what Brother A.B. had; a sense of place.
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My place tonight is here with all of you and our journey continues and takes a new step today. I don’t know if I’ve yet found what I originally came looking for, but I’ve certainly gained from Freemasonry, and it has nothing to do with fancy jewels, titles or purple ties. You see, what I have gained and what has kept me coming back, is all of you. I have gained all of you. I didn’t know that all of you fit behind that door when I first knocked upon it, but it is much more than I thought I would find. Thank-you all, and thank-you Grand Master for the opportunity to speak this evening.
  
 
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SCOTT THOMAS JAREO 1969-

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  • MM 2005, WM 2010, Golden Rule
  • DDGM, District 13, 2012, 2013
  • Grand Standard Bearer 2011
  • Deputy Grand Master 2018

BIOGRAPHY

From Grand Lodge web site, December 2017:

Scott Thomas Jareo of Dracut is the Deputy Grand Master of Masons for 2018. Paul F. Gleason, Grand Master of Masons in Massachusetts and the presiding officer in the state, handpicked Jareo to serve as Deputy Grand Master. He will assist the Grand Master and preside over the Grand Lodge during his absence for the next year. Jareo is originally from Lorraine, NY and graduated from South Jefferson Central School. He was a music performance major at Berklee College of Music from 1987 to 1989, and completed an Associate of Science in Business Administration at Massachusetts Bay Community College in 2000. He is a product manager and technical education consultant for Symantec Corporation, a company he has worked for since 2008. Scott and his wife, Shelley, live in Dracut with their daughter Emily.

Brother Jareo began his Masonic career in 2005 when he joined Golden Rule Lodge in Wakefield. He served as the Worshipful Master from June of 2009 to June of 2010. He began his service to the Grand Lodge as a member of the Grand Lodge Membership Committee in 2008. He was appointed Grand Standard Bearer in 2011. He was then appointed to serve as the District Deputy Grand Master for the 13th Masonic District in 2012 and 2013. Jareo received the Joseph Warren Distinguished Service Medal, the highest honor a lodge can award one of its members, in 2014. In addition to serving as Deputy Grand Master for 2018, he was also elected to a three year term as a member of the Grand Lodge Board of Directors.

Active in several Masonic organizations, Jareo is a 32° Mason in the Ancient Accepted Scottish Rite – Valley of Boston. He is a member of Mount Horeb Royal Arch Chapter, Ahasuerus Council of Royal & Select Master Masons, Pilgrim Commandery No. 9 and St. Bernard’s Commandery No. 12. He is also a member of the Aleppo Shrine Temple in Wilmington.

SPEECHES

FEAST OF ST. JOHN, DECEMBER 2017

From Proceedings, Page 2017-219:

Most Worshipful Grand Master, Most Worshipful Past Grand Masters, Distinguished members, guests and brethren all.

It is indeed an honor and privilege to be standing before you here this evening at this Feast of St. John celebrating the installation of Grand Lodge officers in the position of Deputy Grand Master. It is a position and an honor that I never expected, and I would be remiss if I did not publicly thank you Grand Master for the opportunity you have bestowed upon me to serve our Grand lodge in this capacity. I look forward to working with you and the newly installed line of officers.

Brethren, when I joined Freemasonry, I never dreamed I’d be standing here before you tonight. In fact, when, I joined Freemasonry, I had no idea that ‘here’ even existed. I knew nothing about Grand Lodge, what a jurisdiction was, or even that there was such a person as a Grand Master, all of that came later. You see, like so many of you, I knocked upon the door of Freemasonry because I was intrigued, intrigued and looking for something, something personal, something for me. I’m not sure I knew exactly what that something was, but I had expectations. I came looking for something that I couldn’t articulate something beyond what was common in the world, for I had long been intrigued by Freemasonry. As I look back, I can see that the notion of Freemasonry or more specifically, of being a Freemason, somehow found its way several times into my life:

The first time, was as a young boy, I’m not certain now of my age, probably around 7 or 8 and It was in the form of a ring. A gold ring with a red stone with what seemed at the time like mysterious markings centered on the stone. Today of course, all of us would recognize it instantly as a masonic ring and we’re probably wearing something similar. But to that 8-year-old boy, it was an object of mystery. I still see it clearly today, a small white covered porcelain dish sitting on a dresser top in a sliver of dusty sunlight. I can still here the scrape of the lid being removed as I peered inside and found the ring sitting on top of a small collection of pocket change. Can still feel the weight of the ring on my fingers, and can remember fondly the worn corners and scratches that it contained. It has truly left a mark upon my mind, and I can also remember being disappointed when the ring was not in its container, for you see sometimes the ring was being worn by Brother A. B. I’ll tell you more about him in a bit.

The next time that Freemasonry entered my life was many years later. Life by this time, had carried me to Massachusetts, and my sister, two years my junior, was then in college studying library sciences with a minor in Russian studies. She and I would frequently talk about books, and so it was partly through her that I was introduced to some of the great Russian writers. Here, after getting used to reading all the translated character names, I immersed myself for a period of time in the works of Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Turgenev and others. It was truly some of the most remarkable writing I have personally experienced. I was captivated by the depth of emotions being explored, the vividness of the scenery and the complete humanness of the characters being portrayed for both good and bad. And then, I tackled War and Peace. And though today, many years later, the details of many of these stories have faded, in War and Peace the character Pierre has always partially stayed with me. You see, Pierre was also looking for something in his own life, when he happens upon a stranger, or a traveling man, wearing a ring that he recognizes as being Masonic. Pierre has a conversation with this Freemason who explains to him what is missing from his life and he ultimately seeks initiation in the craft as part of his quest for self-knowledge. He too was looking for something...a journey that I’m sure many of us can all relate to...and I certainly did at the time. And once again, the seeds of Freemasonry were planted in my life.

But, the journey continued, and few years later, much like the One Ring in Lord of the Rings, the masonic ring again made its way back into my life. This time, however, on the hand of a man at my place of employment. He was a bit of a mentor and teacher to me, and we became friends. In time, I asked him about his ring and about Freemasonry. He said he would happily sponsor my membership, but being away from his mother lodge, he didn’t seem to know exactly what to do, and he unfortunately didn’t follow through. How many candidates have we lost to similar circumstances brethren? I don’t blame him however, he was a good man who ultimately several years later, affiliated with my own lodge for a time before his passing. The task of bringing me into Freemasonry did not ultimately fall to him. That task was left to another friend whom I did not meet for still a few more years. This brother, though I did not know it at the time, was a Past Master, and as we all know...they don’t mess around. When I discussed Freemasonry with him and asked him how I might go about joining, he replied with a slap on the back saying...you just did. The rest as they say, is history, still being written here tonight. But this story is only partially about me. What about Brother A. B.?

Well, quickly after being raised, I purchased a masonic ring of my own. The same one I’m wearing here tonight. To me, it was the symbol of a mason and the token that had long drawn me to the craft. I was proud to wear it. But, I hadn’t yet told my family outside of my wife, about joining the Fraternity. I’m not sure why except that it was something personal to me, not something I was necessarily looking to share at the time. I was still learning, and still enjoying the mysteriousness of the craft. One day a few weeks later, my mother came for visit. She inquired about the ring I was wearing and seemed a bit shocked when I told her that I had joined the Fraternity. She said, you know your grandfather was a Mason? I said that I did know, you see... my grandfather is Brother A. B. The next time she came to visit, she brought me a gift. I have it here with me this evening, it is my grandfather’s masonic bible. I was thrilled to have it. It was something I had heard about, but not a custom that my own lodge participated in. Imagine my surprise when I opened its cover and read the names of the men who were present at my grandfather’s raising, coincidently in the same month and year I was born. Relatives, family friends and men of the community I had known or knew of during all my years of childhood and adolescence. These men represented community to me, but I had no idea of their deeper connection. You see, little did I know, but Freemasonry had always been around me, waiting for me to discover it. The men who had been living examples of men and community in my life, many of them, were masons. I just, never knew it.


And there was another discovery to be made in the pages of this book, beyond of course the lessons contained within its pages...that discovery remains, tucked where brother A.B. placed it. It’s a piece of the sash from the funeral arrangement of flowers he purchased when his wife of almost 50 years passed away. It simply says Wife, placed in the pages of his masonic bible. The one that I can recall he specifically asked for by name on the day of her funeral many years ago, though at the time I didn’t know why.

This is what Freemasonry meant to him.

Brother A.B. passed to the celestial lodge himself one evening a few years later. He died of heart failure at the age of 76. Shortly after putting away his snow blower, after helping his neighbor, his masonic brother, clean out his driveway. He was never a Deputy Grand Master, not a Past Master of his lodge, to my knowledge he was never an officer, and by many accounts, his was not always the smoothest ashlar in town. Like all of us, he was still working on his. But he was man, and to borrow a tag line, not just a man, a Mason.

Freemasonry meant community to brother A.B. and I think that ultimately, that reflects what is best and brightest about us. The most successful lodges that I’ve seen, are always those where the brethren genuinely enjoy being in each others company. They have built, and continue to strengthen their lodge community through social discourse, interaction with each other, and general caring for each other’s welfare. What an amazing concept. I have discovered in my masonic travels that THAT is truly (in the words of Most Worshipful brother Hodgdon) the gift of Freemasonry. I stand before you here today, because other men, many sitting in this very room, have taken enough interest in me and cared enough for me that they have encouraged me to do more than I thought I could, and to be more than I knew was possible. And all of us, have the ability to do the same thing in return. We simply have to be there to extend the hand to our brothers AND prospective brothers. If we strengthen our lodge communities, we won’t be able to keep people away. Because in the end, I think we all want what Brother A.B. had; a sense of place.

My place tonight is here with all of you and our journey continues and takes a new step today. I don’t know if I’ve yet found what I originally came looking for, but I’ve certainly gained from Freemasonry, and it has nothing to do with fancy jewels, titles or purple ties. You see, what I have gained and what has kept me coming back, is all of you. I have gained all of you. I didn’t know that all of you fit behind that door when I first knocked upon it, but it is much more than I thought I would find. Thank-you all, and thank-you Grand Master for the opportunity to speak this evening.


Distinguished Brothers