He taught me from age 12 to 17, then moved out west. He passed on a few years ago but I just heard about it. Wish he could have see then man I became. I was a shy kid in a class of adults but he took a special liking to me and would look at me and touch his chin to remind me to hold my head high.
The slaps on the back for holding a tight stance while he stood on my rear leg....the squat kicks with him on my shoulders....the tough sparring matches where he'd push me just a little more than I thought I could go but never mopped the floor with me....so many menories...rest in peace...
jaybo
My First Instructor is gone
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