Sensei Kenny is the only person who I have ever really forgiven for making me cry. Which is a good thing, since it happens all the time in the middle of class. 86 trillion jumping jacks? Hold plank position for an hour? Satanic sit ups? You get the picture. This is what I believe about Sensei Kenny: he genuinely wants each person to learn and grow as a martial artist. Whatever he believes privately about any particular individual, he tries to push you forward with straight-on, unadulterated encouragement.
To repay his excellence as a teacher, a bunch of us wore these shirts at menjo ceremony. Os!