Charles Murray
had driven me down to stay in his parents’ home on the weekend of my Black Belt
examination by the entire IKC under Tom Lewis.
I
passed/survived whatever is the appropriate answer, and that night I slept with
my new black belt under my pillow.
The next day he
drove us back to Scranton.
On that trip he
asked me a question. “Not that you are a black belt, what good is that going to
do you if you are flying in a jet whose engines fail at 20,000 feet. What good
is being a black belt going to do for you?"
At that time,
not expecting a question like that I responded, “Simple, I would just jump up
in the aisle and at the moment of impact would just punch to negate the force
of the crash.”
Of course a dumb
answer to what seemed a ‘dumb’ question at that time.
Life contains
many turns, and now much of it seems like I am in that crashing plane. From the
perspective that I have developed and am living with disabilities that have
taken so much of my karate from me.
Yet, I still try
to jump up into Sanchin stance (or very, very slowly assume Sanchin) and attempt
that punch (again more is much slower motion).
I do have all my
memories of what I have experienced and I work to share them for my students,
perhaps to guide their way.
Then the day
will come that the ground comes up and smacks me. That is certain to occur.
Then I will know
the quality of my punch.
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