In 1999 I had the great pleasure of having breakfast with George Mattson and Bob Campbell.
It was at the 1999 summer camp and as I looked around for a place to sit I spotted Bob sitting alone at a table.
I walked over and asked, “Sensei Campbell, may I join you?”
Bob gave me a skewed look and replied, “Sensei Campbell? Sensei Campbell? Maybe if I am on the dojo floor teaching I would be Sensei Campbell. Mr. Campbell is my father. If you really want to piss me off just call me ‘MASTER’ even once. ‘Bob’ will do, and please sit down.”
Then George came over and joined us.
So there I am sitting having a wonderful breakfast with two men who rightfully could carry the title of “Master” and they were just George and Bob. There were no “airs” about them. They were warm and kind and gracious. They were simply fellow Uechika enjoying training, talking and a good meal.
Now to me, that is what the term “Master” has come to mean.
Recently I heard a story about a fellow Karate teacher in town who, having reached a rank sufficient to carry the title “Master,” now has his students referring to him as ”Master SO and SO.”
This person has also gone on at great lengths about how Karate teachers should be humble.
Maybe if he had had the same opportunity to sit at that breakfast table he would have seen what true humility was and what true Masters (please don’t tell Bob

Sorry if this sounds like a complaint because…well...I…guess…it…is…so…again…sorry.
This kind of stuff both ticks me off and makes me laugh.


(It is also the very reason the IUPA only has two ranks. Don’t know if that will stop it but there you go.
