StudentCarl
3rd Black Belt
I learned from him but never met him, and have trained with those who he trained. Rest in peace, Sir.
Message about Al Cole (grandmastercole)
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I learned from him but never met him, and have trained with those who he trained. Rest in peace, Sir.
My condolences to his friends and families.
His account here has been locked and moved to our memorial list.
His account here has been locked and moved to our memorial list.
I didn't know him but I know if he was here he was amongst friends. My prayers go out to him and his family. :asian:
ralphmcpherson
Senior Master
RIP , my prayers go out to him and his family.
RIP and prayer for the comfort of his family and friends.
I am very saddened by his passing. He was a good man. Many prayers for GM Cole and his family.
TaekwondoDad
Yellow Belt
The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.
To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.
Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears:
Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads that wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.
So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And hold to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.
And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl's.
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.
To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.
Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears:
Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads that wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.
So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And hold to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.
And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl's.
Manny
Senior Master
I've never met master Cole in person, however he always be a good example to me and many times he aswered my questions with nice replies I know I will miss him here. In the other hand he now is resting and in a better place, he no loger feels pain or sorrow, I hope his family is resting too and having only good feelings about master Cole. I know master Cole is now practicing in heaven and watch out!!! he will do kyorugi and he will be a heavy bone to break!
Manny
Manny
oftheherd1
Senior Master
I am amazed that this happened almost a year ago and somehow I missed it. I always enjoyed reading his posts, he was very knowledgeable. I will pray that his family has adjusted well even though I am sure they still miss him. We lost a good martial artist and good person.
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