History of Kenpo - Al Tracy
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Thanks molson. Actually, the series of articles I was looking for
were more in depth. Al Tracy described the beginning years (the original techniques), and how Ed Parker added forms and additional techniques to Kenpo.
Brian
were more in depth. Al Tracy described the beginning years (the original techniques), and how Ed Parker added forms and additional techniques to Kenpo.
Brian
Randy Strausbaugh
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Those articles were written by Jim Tracy, his brother. They were once posted on Al Tracy's website, but no longer. They are facinating reading from someone who was there in the early days, but if you get your hands on them, don't quote them here. You run the risk of being accused of spreading anti-EPAK propaganda. 
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I would like to read these articles. If you find them, please let me know.
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I would be interested in reading it as well.:asian:
Those articles are some of the reasons why Tracy and Parker Kenpo has had some bad blood. This is why people are not willing to post them. Why open old wounds after so much has been done to close the rift between the two systems. Afer all, the articles were removed for a reason.
don bohrer
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If you got em post em
Randy Strausbaugh
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They were under copyright, and everyone knows that copying such material off the web is ILLEGAL!Originally posted by don bohrer
If you got em post em
Originally posted by don bohrer
If you got em post em
Why are Texans such trouble makers? :shrug:
don bohrer
Brown Belt
Our boots are to tight. :shrug:
Ok for that one I'm goinna make you listen to this old Marty Robbins song!
Don't fall out the saddle...
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Nighttime would find me in Rose's Cantina,
Music would play and Felina would whirl.
Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was strong for this Mexican maiden,
I was in love, but in vain I could tell.
One night a wild young cowboy came in,
Wild as the West Texas wind...
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing,
With wicked Felina, the girl that I love.
So in an - ger
I challenged his right for the love of this maiden;
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.
Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the foul evil deed I had done.
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I stood there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.
Out through the back door of Rose's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied...
I caught a good one; he looked like he could run,
Up on his back and away I did ride.
Just as fast as
I could from the West Texas town of El Paso,
Out thru the badlands of New Mexico.
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless;
Everything's gone in life nothing is left.
But it's been so long since I've seen the young maiden,
My love is stronger that my fear of death.
I saddled up and away I did go,
Riding alone in the dark...
Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me,
Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart.
And as last here
I am on the hill overlooking El Paso,
I can see Rose's Cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward,
Down off the hill to Felina I go.
Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys,
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting; I can't let them catch me,
I've got to make it to Rose's back door.
Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side...
It's getting harder to stay in the saddle.
I'm getting weary, unable to ride.
But my love for
Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen;
Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle,
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.
From out of nowhere, Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for,
One little kiss and Felina goodbye.
Randy Strausbaugh
Master Black Belt
Originally posted by don bohrer
Ok for that one I'm goinna make you listen to this old Marty Robbins song!
HA! I'm immune! When I was a kid, my dad used to play that and Tex Ritter's "Hillbilly Heaven" until I cursed the guy who invented the record player. Not to mention "Son, Don't Go Near The Indians", "Cowboy In The Continental Suit", and "A Boy Named Sue". :barf:
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RCastillo
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No, young one, you're not ready.
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RCastillo
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I happen to like Marty Robbins!
Randy Strausbaugh
Master Black Belt
I'm not sure which is stranger- that you like it or that you admit it. Either way, you might want to keep that under your hat.
Jason- press on, the articles are worth the effort.
Jason- press on, the articles are worth the effort.
