| Hurrah! Dr. Hamori. I started fencing in New Orleans in 1978, August semester and only stopped when I moved out of town. He is a terrific teacher. One of his 'strategies' is to take all the beginners and run them through footwork and their first classes for awhile, before assigning them to his assistant coaches. One thing about Dr. Hamori is that everybody here respects him. He and his family are wonderful people. His wife has supplied us with Hungarian foods for his "season" opening parties. Dr. Hamori is a tireless promoter of fencing - let's face it - it's in his blood. He's very intellegent, as a Professor of Biochemistry, we all admire him greatly. Through his efforts there are at least three or four salles here and his legacy has been passed along. I've met his most recent crop of coaches and assistant coaches and they are all strong fencers and armorers. In a 11th hour effort to spur on his team, his daughter called me to tell me that they needed a fourth girl for foil in 1983 or '84. I went with the group and scored three touches on the A fencers from New York. In returning to this lovely city, graced with beautiful Magnolias and Oaks, I entered my first Veterans Competition of NOFC and had a little toast with Dr. Hamori and others such as Chilli and the Rage'n Cajun at our own Arconian Pub.
Long live fencing!
Cathleen Pomponio
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