“There are 10,000 stories in the Naked City and this is one of them.” A long time ago there was a tv show called the Naked City, and these words began each episode. I am reminded of them because a now distant memory comes to mind.
I am reminded that there are so
many tales experienced by the first students of Isshinryu in America that have
never been told. Explaining who the early karate was experienced by those
students. Rarely told but when heard never to be forgotten.
I was a brand new beginner, which means I knew nothing, I had experienced receiving a beating by a 16 year old female green belt during my 2nd class, where she walked all over me.
Sensei
Lewis was having his annual dojo summer party held at a friends house every
year. I was invited as a member of the dojo. The entire school was there, and
karate friends of Lewis Sensei as well. It always was a grand day
.
One of those attending was Rick
Niemira. Rick was a senior in Bando, but had originally been a student of Don
Nagle at the time he originally began teaching Isshinryu in the States. He was
also a police officer nearing retirement from the force. He spent time telling
us many stories about his Isshinryu, Bando and Police experiences.
All of them were fascinating.
One time he told us this story. He
began his study in Isshinryu under Don Nagle in North Carolina. The way he
explained it at that time Nagel Sensei had a number of schools, and spent his
time rotating visits to all of them. And each time he was there he would spar
with everybody. And to place that this was years before safety gear was ever a
dream, so in those days it was bare knuckle sparring
One night, in NC, he sparred with
everyone there, and as Rick explained it, Don put all of them in the Hospital
as the same time. Not to suggest it was anything but normal for had sparring in
those days. And accidents did occur.
It certainly seemed believable to
me, for I started Issinryu much later and it was still in those bare knuckle
days, and I had experienced my own stories about injuries during sparring.
There is likely so much that
occurred all over the place in those earlier days, so much never shared.
1 comment:
Thank you, Victor. Rick Niemira is/was my father. I never got over his death and felt so much love from him in life. He had many talents and pursued them to proficiency and excellence. Thank you again.
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