While at Taft, Bill and I joined a judo class and club based, I think, on Main street.
When we both became green belts, the teacher invited us both to be part of a small meet.
At the competition, my opponent was Bill and I flipped him on an O-Goshi move.
I was flabberghasted to see him on the mat and me still standing. Someone from the wings called out "Tiger Dave, Tiger Dave." That nickname persisted until my next match where, within 30 seconds, I was down on the mat myself, never to compete again.
Bill went on to be a respected martial artist even being invited at one time to China to study with the Shaloin monks around the time Kung Fu was on television. At the last reunioin I attended, I saw him and he shook his head remembering that I had been lucky enough to flip him.
We were both in Troop 26 boy scouts together held at Fillmore School in the auditorium. Always happy to see him. Goodbye my friend
David Meyer
While at Taft, Bill and I joined a judo class and club based, I think, on Main street.
When we both became green belts, the teacher invited us both to be part of a small meet.
At the competition, my opponent was Bill and I flipped him on an O-Goshi move.
I was flabberghasted to see him on the mat and me still standing. Someone from the wings called out "Tiger Dave, Tiger Dave." That nickname persisted until my next match where, within 30 seconds, I was down on the mat myself, never to compete again.
Bill went on to be a respected martial artist even being invited at one time to China to study with the Shaloin monks around the time Kung Fu was on television. At the last reunioin I attended, I saw him and he shook his head remembering that I had been lucky enough to flip him.
We were both in Troop 26 boy scouts together held at Fillmore School in the auditorium. Always happy to see him. Goodbye my friend