Tom MacHos:  

CLASS OF 1968
Fullerton, CA
Orange, CA
Los angeles, CA
San diego, CA

Tom's Story

I am trained, as a Clinical Psychologist, and have a Pupil Personnel Services Credential in both School Counseling and School Psychology. I have been known to call myself, "A recovering Psychotherapist." For the last eight years, I have worked, as a School Psychologist, for two school districts. One of the school districts was in the "roughest" and most "gang infested" area of Oxnard, and the other was in a small little paradise and town, Carpinteria. It is located just south of Santa Barbara. In addition, I have been a professor at Universitiy. My greatest passion, besides teaching, is working with children, who are bullied at school, and elsewhere. I coach kids in something that I call, "Mental Martial Arts." My program is called, "13 Ways to Outsmart Bullies." Ninety percent of my entire life has been spent in the Martial Arts. When you do something that long it has a way of making one: humble; thankful to the Lord for all of his many blessings; and know or at least have never ending and undying faith that, "It is not What you See That is Critical and Important, but rather, "It is What you Cannot and Do Not See That is the "Way." One of the many Buddhists' sayings that I particularly like is, "Be the Water, Not the Rock." We often get caught up into "black and white thinking; it is either this way or that way." This is the root cause of much conflict and violence and aggression. Robert Johnson, a famous Jungian lecturer, author, and analyst, once said, "It is not this or that; rather, it is often this and that." My favorite psychiatrist, healer, author, and "mystic" was none other than Dr. Carl Jung. He professed that, "Life is a terrible disease with a bad prognois." I was and still am fortunate enough to have trained under and with the original Masters of Japanese/Okinawan Karate, who came from Mainland Japan to open the first studios (dojos or training halls) in this great country of ours. I am still grieving the death of the "Father of Karate in America," Mr. Dan Ivan, who died some several months ago. He was like a father to me as well, and one of my so many "mentors" in my life. I shall always pay homage and honor him. He was truly one of the most "humble'' and "gentlest" people that I have ever known. Mr. Ivan began training in hand to hand combat, while in the military in 1945, and continued his formal training in Japan. He had earned black belts in: Karate, Judo, Aikido, and Kendo respectively. Mr. Ivan founded the Japan Karate Federation of America, was inducted into the Black Belt Hall of Fame, and became the first U.S. Director of the prestigious International Martial Arts Federation. In addition to his achievements in the Martial Arts, Mr. Ivan was an instructor to: CID Agents, Law Enforcement Officers, and the Marine Corps Team. He also earned a rare commendation from Japan National Police for undercover work on international cases. Mr. Ivan also taught Bruce Lee how to use various weapons. He was clealy a "giant" of a man and Martial Artist. I learned from the Masters and the best; and am humbled by that; not to mention forever indebted to such people as Mr. Dan Ivan and Mr. Fumio Demura and too many others to mention at this time.In early 1958, Mr. Demura began training in kobudo, a style of Okinawan weapons training, under the direction of Sensei Shinken Taira. Mr. Demura is renowned for his abilities as a weapons instructor and taught famous martial arts movie performers such as Bruce Lee. In 1961 he won the All-Japan Karate Championships. Four years later, in partnership with Dan Ivan, Demura came to the United States to teach and promote Shito Ryu Karate. These incredibly gifted, talented, and "ego less" men taught me how to: first lose my ego; (that is a lifelong challenge and journey, not to mention struggle) how to do dance-like movements, which are called "Kata", and actually resemble ballet. They are pre-arranged fighting techniques (many of them hidden with multiple and exhaustive meanings); and to defend myself and especially others, who are the "weak and down- trodden." I also learned how to compete, "spar," and "fight" with respect, control, and self-discipline (not like the, mindless, violent, and worthless "Ultimate Fighting," which I detest and will not watch. It is tantamount to "dog and cock fighting." Both of these are "evil" and a disgrace to the Martial Arts in my way of thinking and training. We did not have any pads in the good "ol" days of "True Karate." This may come as a surprise to many and or who knows, but if you knocked your opponent out with any technique; be it a punch, kick, or whatever, you were automatically disqualified from competing again. Those floors were hard sometimes on the head, body, and whatever part of the human anatomy that you could conjure up and or imagine. There is an adage in the Martial Arts; "Go down three times, and get up four times." If someone "dares" or does it on "a dare;" or even tries to break into my house, like some guys, not gals yet, have in the past, you will not most likely not run into guns. Be prepared, however, for all and anything else: and especially old Japanese/Okinawan weapons (especially old and ancient Japanese kinds that were used in "real battle" and combat) that perhaps you have seen "Bruce Lee' and "Chuck Norris" use in their respectful and respective movies and films. I even will try and do whatever power that this weakling has to convince and plead with you on my hands and knees not to do this; I might even run away, "Like a chicken." I may even get on my back so I can use my many years of wrestling and "grappling" experience, so that it might not be a fair tangle; I love to dance "the tangle," now that I think about that. That reminds me did you ever see one of the most enchanting and intimate scenes in all of film history with Al Pacino and a much younger lady do "The Tangle?' Please know that I am a "peaceful man," and have been trained and taught not to fight; but "I will fight for my family and friends, if theirs' and or my life is threatened or is in eminent danger. Perhaps the "greatest thinker" of our time, Dennis Prager, said it best, "I am for goodness, but we have to fight sometimes to protect goodness. We must stand up to "evil" at times as well." One of my many Karate instructors was Mr. Gary Hallenbeck. He was a national weapons champion and a referee in the "Karate Kid." I used to open his dojo (training hall) every day from 1974-1981. He would only hang drywall for 8-12 hours a day, somewhere in the Inland Empire, and then drive to the karate studio and teach 2-3 classes. I went to visit Gary's former Dojo last Saturday; 16, August, 2008. It is now an aerobics gym and restauarant; I broke down and cried much of my time there. I just forgot how big a building and suite that it was; many times things appear smaller when we vist them many years later...Brought back so many memories; the word "nostalgia," comes from the Greek, and actually means, "sweet pain",,,, Gary and I usually did something after training for hours such as get something to eat and maybe have a beer. Then, Gary would drive home to Anaheim Hills to be with his family. His dojo was across the street from Hoag Memorial Hospital in Newport Beach, California. We were obviously extremely close and he taught me more than I can begin to tell you about a form of Karate called "Shito Ryu."I had the key to the dojo and worked out seven days a week. At times, other students would come into train on the weekends as well. Two of them were women and they were very good martial artists. One of the best kept secrets is that women are "nastier" and more "aggressive" fighters than men. Ever seen two women go at it before? I believe they call it a "cat fight." Gary and I lost touch with each other for some years and were surprisingly reunited in Las Vegas in 1997. Dr. Terrence Webster-Doyle; yes he was related to Sir Conan Doyle, the famous writer, Mr. Dan Ivan, and myself filmed some "Mental Self-Defense' videos for Black Belt Magazine. It was a "hoot" and a great opportunity to work with both Mr. Gary Hallenbeck and Mr. Dan Ivan. Gary shot the videos and Mr. Ivan directed and produced them for Black Belt Magazine. I was affiliated with the Atrium Society, a nonprofit organization, funded by David Rockefeller himself, some 12 years ago. It was run by Dr. Terrence Webster Doyle and his wife, Jeanne. Terrence was a prolific writer and coined the term "Mental Self-Defense." This organization had as one of its main contributors, David Rockefeller, if you paid attention in your history classes you would know who this man was related to; I know that I sure did, but then again Mr. Baar was a funny and most gifted, as well as, talented teacher. Bruce Lee and Chuck Norris are my two favorite all-time martial artists. I could not "hold their water," nor ever try to even think about being close to who they were and are as experts in the Martial Arts. Although I did not train directly with Bruce Lee nor Mr. Chuck Norris, I did receive my first Black Belt from a gentleman by the name of Mr. Roy Cadiente. He used to hang out with Bruce Lee's protégé, Danny Inasantos, in the streets of Honolulu, Hawaii. Mr. Inasantos is the one that Bruce Lee entrusted with his teachings of Jeet Kune Do. Bruce Lee died at the age of 32; much too young. His wife, Linda Caldwell picked up with the two young children that he left behind and then she, as a "true warrior" was forced to deal with death again. This time it was her son, Brandon. Brings tears to my eyes to remember it, but I always cried alone and hid my face and myself like a "true" would be martial artist. Each year that passes I seem to cry more easily, especia...Expand for more
lly, when it comes to ideas, songs, and thoughts relating to the heart; and our fallen military warriors and heroes,,, That is not such a bad thing, as it might be part of one way to "higher consciouness" and what one author has referred to as the "Holy Grail;" that for men is their "feminine side" of their being, and or self, or personality; whichever fancy you suits...My "heart and eyes" have been opened, and God is showing me sometimes more truth than I want to have at times. Such is the way of the Lord, "If you have faith and just believe." I was to meet Mr. Chuck Norris in 1996, at a national Martial Arts Symposium in San Diego. Dr. Terrence-Webster-Doyle and I were going to get together with Mr. Norris and his people and integrate our "Mental Self-Defense" program with his "Kick Drugs out of America" program, which he had already stated in Texas. Unfortunately, for some unknown reasons this did not take place. Well, better luck next time... Please know that I do not claim to be smart nor intelligent. Some of the most "educated" people that I know, or should I say do not really know are the most "unconscious," lack common sense, and or are the biggest fools on this here place they call "planet earth." It is my belief that we are here to "love" one another and to forgive ourselves, as well as others' misdeeds. Did you know that the word, sin, comes from the Greek; and means "To miss the mark?" I do not know, but after my two hip total replacements; one in 2004 and the other 2005, I am faster on "on my feet, and my entire body for that matter," than I was on the "c" team, my Sophomore Year at SHHS. For some reasons that I still do not fully comprehend, but really do in my "heart and soul," Coach Baar made me play "middle linebacker" and "right guard." By the way, I was the biggest "lightweight on the team... Well, Mr. Baar was just an ex-Marine and like my CIA/Secret Service mentors, and long-time martial arts and other close friends, I did not argue with him. Perhaps my most "delicate work" involves being brought into work with potential "school shooters." The most tragic example of is what happened at Columbine; just 15 or so minutes away from where my folks used to live in Colorado. School districts sneak me in the back door and use me as a "hired gun" and or " samurai swordsman" to do assessments and testing of violent young children, who could be potential "school shooters." Enough of that serious stuff. Let's have some fun and joy. That is what we are really here to do besides find God and do his will/purpose/calling with our too short of time on this earth and lives. My first job was at Lucky Market on Euclid Street in Fullerton, California; where I got paid $2.60 per hour to box groceries. I believe that maybe I was only 15 years old. Does not really matter. As one of my gal friends, whom I met more than 6 short years ago; she is from Udon Tani; where Thailand, Cambodia, and Laos come together, just a 20 minute aircraft flight from Udorn; this is where the Royal Air Force is and was located... she is beautiful "inside and out;" used to say, "Same, Same, and Up to you Dr. Machos...." What I remember most about that job was all the wonderful people that I had the pleasure of meeting both employees of the market and the patrons. Was also able to begin to put some money away for college, which was additional to (Gosh I am given away all of my secrets that even my family members do not know even to this very day/time (please do not tell them), and family of friends do not even know); you know us "double Scorpios' types" or do you?) the small, scholarship for wrestling that I lucked out getting to attend San Diego State University.. Why, I was called "skinny" just the other day, by the only kind of women that I date (Asian); and or see; hang- out with(I travel to a place they call Asia at least once a year; whether I need to or not). People, who know me well, that would not be many; understand that I am open-minded and fairly easy to please, except when it comes to the opposite gender(I think that this is the "politically coward", not correct mind you; (PC), the way they refer to the opposite type; that would be: females,gals,ladies, etc,now. After traveling and being in Asia for much of my adult and sometimes youth, it is just that one gets spoiled by the Asian women and then you lose interest in all other types. What can I say, well, I have probably, as usual, said too much already. The round about; that sure took a longer time than I had not originally planned, and semi -point is that I can still wrestle the same weight of 126 lbs., that I competed at, at San Diego State University. I was not very good of a wrestler at SDSU, but one of my Sigma Chi brothers (over 35 years) ago, was a NCAA, "national champion" at 190 lbs. and was a virtual unknown. The person, who wrestled below me at 118 lbs., also went to the NCCA national championships. One of the many stories that I never told anyone before about my wrestling experiences at SHHS was that once again (maybe I need to open up more being in the "middle earlies" and or the "early middles" of this thing that they call life) was having to tell Mr. Cole, my chemistry teacher, that I needed to sit in the very back of his classroom. I did this the very first day of class(the martial arts can be summed up in one just four words; "the element of surprise) in order to leave at times to spit; so that I could make my wrestling weight of 115 lbs., my senior year at SHHS. He looked at me like I needed help and or that I was mentally deranged/Crazy etc.); and looking back on that behavior now he was probably right. Maybe he was actually diagnosing me with an "eating" and or other mental disorder not known to man nor woman at that time and place. I was absolutely fascinated and loved learning about the Periodical Table not to mention the "elements"/"alchemy; but at times had to leave and or crawl and sometimes hide outside of the back door of the classroom to do what I needed to do, as "the Captain," of the wrestling team.. Was even lucky enough to take a "wild guess" and pass the final exam, after having to spit "my guts" out one day. Each respective student was given what Mr. Cole called and "termed" an "unknown liquid" of something or other. Mine was KCL; AKA Potassium Chloride. Please do not tell Mr. Cole, but sometimes I left to go to the "weight room" to see if I was getting close to making weight.........I think that I returned to class most, if not all of the time.... In 10 years or most likely less; and the time is drawing ever closer, as the once great US of America that was, continues to "wither and diminish," just like the Roman Empire did, I will either be in Australia and or New Zealand; who knows maybe both. Forgot to say that Asia is my third choice and may move into first place, before it is all over. Who knows and as my favorite group, "Chicago," sang in their song, "25 or 6 to 4;" many years ago (1967-68; Does anybody really care what time it is?.... I wanted to be "a corporate attorney" when I was a freshman in college. My family and friends did not know about this half "cocked," not to mention "bloody" stupid idea and notion. As it turns out, they were not informed of this and thank "God" I did not do nor did I pursue this as a life career. Then, my "lovely," "faithful," and always "supportive" Mentor at SDSU, Dr. Bridenstein, wanted me to study and go on in higher education in Econometrics, ( I majored in Economics and Finance at SDSU). Economics was the hardest and most challenging and rigorous major that I could find at the time. It was the subject 'That everyone loved to hate." It was so incredibly difficult to tell this beautiful, not to mention brilliant "genius" and also giant of a man that, I did not know nor believe that this was my "destiny." I recently attempted to locate my former Professor and Chairman of the Department of Economics at SDSU. Unfortunately, and tears come to my eyes ,as I WRITE THESE HEARTFELT WORDS, I DO NOT THINK THAT HE IS WITH US ANY LONGER....... Dr. Bridenstein even inspired me to dream and seriously contemplate and consider becoming a pilot. He shared a book with me called, "The Wind, the Sand, and the Stars.' It knocked me out! The author of that particular masterpiece, Antoine de Saint-Exupery, recently passed away, sadly enough. BTW, I also was taken and mesmerized by Anthropology as well. I only took one class at SDSU, but it certainly captured my attention and hit me in my "soul." My longest and closest, all-time Psychologist/Stockbroker/Pilot/School Psychologist INTJ/ Ph.D. Educational Psychologist/ best friend was CIA and flew "Air America." You will have to talk to Mr. Baar in your prayers and or go to Washington D. C. to find out what that means; your choice of course not to mention favor.... Had I not gotten such a "high" lottery number in 1969, during the Vietnam War,I would have most likely and assuredly joined the Air Force; (my eyesight was not good, but would I have found a way to get in and do my duty and obligation and serve my country) and flown jet aircraft; much like some of my most of my closest, dear, and beloved friends. My other choices would have been to become part of military intelligence, and or more probably, I would have signed up and fought with "special forces." The things that I would like to be remembered for are: "That I did my very best; to the best of my God- given abilities; I fought the good fight, as St. Paul so eloquently delineated; that I was "true to my word; and my honor; and always tried to do what I thought was the right thing." "May "God," richly bless you, my beloved." (G. Vernon McGee).
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