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Units
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Moila Shrine Temple Keystone Kops
We will be holding our 2012
meetings on The 4th Friday of every Month at 7:00 pm at the Moila Shrine Center. Happy Hour starts at
5:00 in Club Moila. We look forward to seeing all interested Nobles there.
2012 Chief Kop
Tom Lengel
Captain Larry Jones
1st Lieutenant Mark Crawford
Treasurer Lance Walker
Secretary Terry Murphy
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Bobby Hay
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Mark Crawford
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Kerry Ames
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Lance Walker
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Tom Lengel
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Bruce Baker
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Todd Guess
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Short Jackson |
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Carl Jennings
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Larry Jones |
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Art Van Meter
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Ryan Van Meter |
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Ronnie Denbow
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Temple
Hospital Transporters Chairman
Tom Lengel
Moila Honorary Keystone Kops
Ill. Bill Bowser, Dan Dickerson
Dave Kizer,
Tim Ramsey
Mark Horstman,
Rodney Harris
Our mean machine "BULA"
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Moila Past Chiefs
1999 Billy Ray Smith
2000 Billy Ray Smith
2001 Bobby Hay
2002 Logan Walker
2003 David Brown
2004 Mike Caton
2005 Terry Murphy
2006 Lance Walker
2007 Carl Jennings
2008 Scot
VanMeter
2009 Ryan
VanMeter
2010 Short
Jackson
2011 Art VanMeter
What on earth are Shriners? A cynic said to me—
It seems men’s time could be better spent than in such frivolity!
I let him grumble, and then I said—“On one thing we agree—
The Shriner’s are the craziest bunch you’ll probably ever see!
And the Clowns are funny people-silly clothes and painted face,
Surely one like you would wonder why a man would keep his pace”
Then I whispered, “Got a minute? Please sit down and talk a while,
Let me tell you about these “Foolish men” who bring a smile.
Have you ever seen a baby-body burned beyond belief?
Have you ever watched a child on crutches, wracked with pain and no relief?
Seen a little boy at a ball game, glove in hand and ready to bat?
But he won’t be called in this game-a wheelchair holds him back.
Or a darling little angel, the sweetest smile and curly head?
The birth defect she suffered, keeps her shackled to her bed.
Oh, there is hope for these dear children, mercy sent from heaven above.
For the “Red Fez” of a Shriner is a symbol of his love.
These foolish men” you speak of have a heart programmed to give.
And the fruit of their labor helps these little ones to live.
Live like other children-free to run and play and touch.
Oh, these little ones deserve it, free to walk without a crutch.
But it is not without a “price tag”; It takes sweat to do this task.
Seeing broken bodies mended, is all the payment they will ask!
The cynic sat as if in thought, eyes closed with head bowed low.
The first words that he uttered were the words, “I didn’t know”,
I didn’t know there were still men who took the time to share.
I didn’t know a heart could bleed for a stranger with a care.
I didn’t know that there were men who could hold a little child,
These worthwhile things I thought passed in a rush that seems so wild”
“Thank you”, he said, “the next parade I see coming down the street,
I’ll applaud all you Kops & Clowns, Bugs and the Units that I meet,
And when the “Red Fez” passes by, I’ll smile and give it a nod
To show I’m proud. I’ll tip my hand and give thanks to God”
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