Memories and removing patches
I took the time today to remove some of my old association patches from my old uniforms. I have been away from that association for some years now and had mixed emotions in removing the patches.
My love of most I worked out with is still there but I do feel some regret that most of them feel they should not associate with me because I left their organization. I remembered the happy times of training but those thoughts grew some what bitter thinking how two faced many where and their willingness to forget who their instructor choose to look after the black belts and insure that their training and techniques where correct.
May of the happy times are now tainted with the knowledge that a school where truth and dignity where required would turn its back on a 30+ year member and embrace a person with false credentials who constantly lies about the ranks they hold.
I bleed and tears where shed in my training over the years. I helped promote the organization through out the United States and then around the world via the internet. I was devoted to the organization till I found out that my word meant nothing if someone could bring money and students in no matter how trustworthy they where.
Sorry for the sop box but I wonder how those of you who left a parent organization after many years of training felt when you put on a new patch or took the old ones off your uniforms
I took the time today to remove some of my old association patches from my old uniforms. I have been away from that association for some years now and had mixed emotions in removing the patches.
My love of most I worked out with is still there but I do feel some regret that most of them feel they should not associate with me because I left their organization. I remembered the happy times of training but those thoughts grew some what bitter thinking how two faced many where and their willingness to forget who their instructor choose to look after the black belts and insure that their training and techniques where correct.
May of the happy times are now tainted with the knowledge that a school where truth and dignity where required would turn its back on a 30+ year member and embrace a person with false credentials who constantly lies about the ranks they hold.
I bleed and tears where shed in my training over the years. I helped promote the organization through out the United States and then around the world via the internet. I was devoted to the organization till I found out that my word meant nothing if someone could bring money and students in no matter how trustworthy they where.
Sorry for the sop box but I wonder how those of you who left a parent organization after many years of training felt when you put on a new patch or took the old ones off your uniforms
