or that belt-test. He finally got excasperated with me, took off his black- belt, and handed it to me. I stood there holding it, realization dawning on me that it wasn't just the BELT that I wanted. He saw that I understood, took back his belt, and as he put it on again, he said:"Belts don't block, Davis". A few months later, I was very proud to have this man say:"I teach thousands Korean, hundreds GI, you number one student, Davis."