O My Brothers! O My Sisters!
I attended seminary for two years, studied with the Montfort Fathers.
In 1965 Holy Mother the Church and I parted company; wine, woman & song,
with a batchelor’s degree and marriage in 1968, and I headed for the Coast.
Got beat around a lot in CA, mostly for being a bit of an asshole and
lightweight rowdy, a slow learner to boot. Zen training and then Aikido
were what made sense.
After having decided that I’d had enough, I moved back to NYC.
New York was good to me, made me strong, kept me honest. Bicycle messenger
all day, down to Chinatown to study t’ai chi ch’uan, bike home over the
bridge and up Atlantic Avenue. Getting in fights, rolling with the
flow, motorcycles & pickpockets, damn what a show.
Found Herman Kauz, teaching at Brooklyn College. A practicing iconoclast,
he helped students divest themselves of illusory assumptions. Accent on
soft; who could do it? But still trained as a martial art for New York
City wanderers. My life changed.
Moved to the mountains in 1978 after birth of first son. My teacher said
“You should think about teaching.” And I said, “Yes sir.” and thought
about teaching for two years; have taught continuously since
1980, with support and encouragement. Blue Ridge T’ai Chi Club
still prospers in Ashe county
About a dozen years ago, I was introduced to Master Jou, Tsung Hwa. We hit
it off famously, he would laugh at me, I would laugh at him. He invited me
to demonstrate at his Tai Chi Farm, not because of any great degree
of accomplishment on my part, but more, I suppose, because of our friendship.
He taught me the essentials of a qigong approach, and was that embodiment
of example one meets only a few times in a lifetime.
I work as a Physical Therapist Assistant for Duke University Medical Center
in the Rehab dept of Person Memorial Hospital. The opportunity to extend
my training to many hours a day employment has been most
valuable and enjoyable. I teach at the Person campus of Piedmont
Community College, and at the Person Senior Center.