OK, Chocolate, thanks for clarifying that.
Curtis trained at World's in Waikiki starting the day it opened. He helped us paint the place in fact.
Actually he not only trained there and painted there but he lived in a room in the back of the gym and did some work for Harold (the owner) for most of the time that Harold owned the place.
Curtis was one of those kind of guys who was a friend to one and all. Everyone in that place respected him because he was a big and friendly sort of guy who would always listen to what you had to say and do his best to offer a solution to any problem you might have had.
He spent many any hour on the canal wall directly across the street talking to the guys and gals who had problems or just wanted to talk about lifting weights and who was going to win the next big title.
I can't think of any member in that gym who did not hold Curtis in high esteem and that includes professional ball players, top WWF pros, college and high school athletes, wrestlers, fighters and the little guys and gals who simply wanted to add a couple of pounds of muscle before catching some rays on Waikiki Beach.
No one would ever say an unkind word about Curtis in front of him or a mile away, because he was the kind of guy that was liked by everyone he ever met.
I am proud to say that I knew Curtis well and attended all his weddings. But I have to also state that I am sad to say that I also attended his funeral.
His good friends gathered together to say "Goodbye" when his son carried his ashes a few yards off shore in an outrigger canoe to rest his remains in the area he loved so much just a mile or so from Diamond Head.
God bless ya, Curtis. We all loved ya very much.
Thanks, Tommy. Thanks, Hank. It's nice to hear true things from those who knew the man and how great he really was.
And now for a few words from Keith who knew him just about as well as I did..... (I'm sure he'll jump in here and offer some input too!)