ARTICLES & COMMENTS
On Harry Acklin
and Bill Duessel
by Harry G. Smith
In those days there were no McDojo's
as there are today. Bill Duessel and Harry Acklin read about me in
an article, and both being from Pittsburgh traveled to Harrisburg to
meet with me, not even calling to see if I were interested, they
just showed up at my door step one Sunday morning.
Bill Duessel worked at wrapping heat
pipes with asbestos. Harry Acklin was a bank messenger. His job was
to drive canceled checks to Harrisburg from Pittsburgh and back. He
actually drove 4 hours straight, made his delivery and then drove 4
hours back. He would pick me up in Harrisburg and I would lay in the
back of the truck for 4 hours and then go to Harry’s and share the
sofa with a 200 lb big white dog. We had one class all day Saturday
and I took the bus back to Harrisburg Sunday morning, all for
$50.00.
Neither Bill or Harry, contrary to
their biographies, never had any exposure to any martial art. In
those days it just didn't happen and neither of them had any
military background.
We started the dojo in a town called
Millhall, PA, a sort of YMCA, the poorest, most violent part of
Pittsburgh. Classes were small until someone made contact with a TV
station called KDKA. This gave us a
great head start.
This also was a time when I had no
advanced students to demonstrate with so the onus was all on me.
This then gave some people ammunition to be used later in years. On
the day KDKA came to the dojo room they wanted a demonstration of
what we did. There was nothing I could do but demonstrate how we
trained and the use of katas and their benefits. After all these
years I can still remember those few hours. I started with Seisan
and that went over like a lead balloon so thought I'd liven up the
demonstration by doing what I thought was the fanciest kata at the
time, Chinto.
Chinto: Everything went right for
about six seconds. When, at the beginning, I slipped back and
started the fake kick followed by the real one, called the double
kick, I hit my toe on some sort of plug in the floor and broke a toe
or almost so. From then on I did what I would call a quick made up
kata, had absolutely no bearing on Isshinryu, put plenty of fancy
stuff in it, none of it made sense but I got through it. Thank God
no one called me on it when we finally did start Chinto much time
later.
In those days I thought kata was a
pain and of no use but a necessary one. I spent many hours on chart
2 and kumite. As a result I produced some of the best fighters ever
to go on any circuit. My white belt, Joe Pennywell, at the Chicago
USKA World Championships, fought in the Grand champion matches. He
beat a brown belt and was 2 points against two points with a Black
belt at the time, Lou Lizotte. Joe would have beat Lou had Lou not
broken Joe’s concentration which is another very funny story.
Anyway we lived for fighting and
kata was just a passing thought and this is what I think caused the
problems that started at the school.
After a time I had most of my men
ranked as Black belt, ShoDans because that’s was how good they were
and the class they had to fight in.
Bill Duessel and Harry Acklin were
one of the first three ranked Black belt by me, the third being Joe
Pennywell. I believe that my not ranking them higher than Shodan was
the cause of the split. I could not rank them higher because they
did not know the necessary kata and we never seemed to have the time
to get to that. So, in writing that, I guess i can only blame myself
for that. Seems a pity now. Joe Pennywell always asked me, "Is this
the true way". Today I could tell him yes, back then I didn't know
how to answer him.
Something happened during this time
that caused Bill and Joe to hold their own classes during the week
without my knowledge and connected with a man named James Morabeto
who had absolutely no background in martial arts, just money. It was
James Morabeto who paid to bring my Sensei to Pittsburgh and have
him live at Morabeto’s home. This was where Sensei’s dislike of
Americans began. Long story short Bill and Harry and Morabeto formed
another dojo using the same name as my dojo at the time. Duessel’s
dojo in Pittsburgh today still carries the name of my dojo in
Pittsburgh.
Have always had good thoughts about
Bill with the exception of his claiming my Sensei ranked him, yet
all his interviews name me as his first Sensei.
As far as Harry goes, he would, when
I was not there, go through my personal belongings and when leaving
took some of them with him to open his own dojo in Ohio. These were
hanging on his wall in the dojo until he either moved or died. The
one thing about his death that was of benefit to me was that someone
mailed me back my belongings. When I say someone it means I never
knew who sent them back.
What were they? My set of 4 silks.
~HGS
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