Yesterday, we had guests at the dojang. It was the grandmaster and his wife from Alabama. They had started home after the tournament in August, but had a collision with a deer. I was astounded when the grandmaster came on the floor to help me with a technique. After class he (much to his wife's embarrassment) asked me how old I was and told me that I was "strong." I have the dubious distinction of being the oldest in the hapkido class and most of the time, the only woman. But I could tell he liked me, and that was a most pleasant feeling.
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