Lida and I drove from SLC to ZCLA, August 1995, for Maezumi Roshi's Memorial. I hope I can find more photos of this event. I have images so etched in my mind, they are almost physical, as if I can touch them on paper...but I think, in reality, in my robes—from Jim Curtis. They were too big for me and seemed to be made from teflon, but I so appreciated them and wore them for years. And the much smaller kimono underneath, from Jamie Curtis.—I dared not move too much or take many photos. In robes, August in LA, it was a sweltering day filled with sadness. Many great speakers and hundreds of devoted friends, family, and students. The many students of Genpo Roshi (then Sensei) sat in their robes together under a tree in the shade, to the left of the audience in the backyard of ZLCA. I remember they sat in an informal yet socially-formalized hierarchical order....who sat next to whom was an unspoken ranking—and, it seemed, almost as important as any training. I was a nobody, so I chose ...
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