I became a Mason for one simple reason. Men I respected, were Masons.
Same reason, for me.
My story - I managed a business based in Australia for a number of years. I had an Australian counterpart, who started out as my protoge but as we got to know each other we quickly assumed a coequal powersharing arrangement. He is a decade older than I am, and like me a military veteran. We became brothers in a deep way, and were always honest with each other even when it was hard, and always looked out for one another. It got to the point that each other was more important than the organization, but there was little seperation between all of that - and the organization thrived. Anway, it turns out he was a grand lodge officer in Australia and eventually we had a discussion about it. I tabled the idea though, just too much on my plate and whatnot.
Anyway, a couple years later I was at my HOA meeting where I served on the executive board and there was a big hullaballoo about something or other, trash collection if I recall right. We got that all sorted out (as well is it could be - Im in one of *those* neighborhoods). Anyway after the meeting this sweet old man told me he was having problems with his computer and he asked me if I could help him with it. At the time I owned a software company and we'd put in an irrigation system for the esplanades, blah blah - so I guess he figured I was a computer wiz. He was the sweetest man, and I couldn't tell him no, so I went over to help him and we became fast friends. At the time he was I guess 88 or so, a WWII vet and truly, the sweetest man I have ever met in my life. A pianist, he volunteered for 20 years after retiring to play for children, nursing homes, you name it. Turns out he was a 33rd degree Scottish Rite, Grand Musician for the TX Grand Lodge, and a whole string of pretty much everything you can do in masonry.
Brother Wade, who he is to me now, inspired me in a deep way. I decided I wanted to be a man like him, who is quick with a smile and radiates kindness like the sun. That sounds silly maybe, but if you met him you'd agree. I already had a very deep brotherhood with a mason, as I say. Which has only been deepened further now.
And Brother Wade, after I became a mason and then active in our lodge in a way that he could be proud of, now says he thinks of me as his own son. Special stuff - and that is why I am a mason.