This website is dedicated to my parents. Neither of them have had any particular interest in the martial arts, nevertheless, they both exhibit the true spirit of a warrior. My father, who passed away on December 21, 1999, served God with with unwavering fidelity, was devoted to his wife and family, loved and trusted his friends, was always dedicated to doing what was right, and never surrendered until his last breath. My mother stood by his death bed for eighteen straight hours without a break, whispering in his ear and guiding him toward the light. She refused to even sit down, saying he could not see her if she did. Unbelievably, even after rapidly heaving in body-racking, exhausting breaths for hours and hours, dad would not give up and was still able to communicate with her with head nods until the very end. 

My dad was a warrior for Christ who lived his life with the utmost in integrity, pride, and dignity, and he died the same way. The nurses and doctors present during his last hours said they had witnessed numerous deaths but that his death had moved them as had no other. My mother, who always said she was nothing without dad, was a rock that gave the family and hundreds of dad's friends the strength they needed to accept his death and deal with the aftermath. 

As a martial artist who trains daily, I pride myself in being both physically and mentally strong, but I do not have near the strength they both exhibited during this trying time. I can only hope that by emulating them I may some day achieve a portion their fortitude, spirit, and courage. Mom and dad are true warriors.