Hiroshi Yachigusa was not a man of stature, never sought out fortune or fame, and never accomplished anything the history books will record. When Gary met him he was 73 years old, 5-1, maybe 105 pounds. He looked like the wind could blow him over, yet there was something in his eyes that masked his frail appearance. Yachigusa Sensei was a man of contrasts. When training and/or teaching he could be extremely harsh, and demanded perfection. He was a demon when he wielded his spear, and unforgiving as an opponent. He held nothing back, and expected the same in return. In his personal life he was a man of peace, and a recluse who was content to spend hours arranging flowers or working in his garden. He loved the beach which he went to daily, and spent the rest of his free time studying philosophy, reading and copying old texts (calligraphy). He may not have been a samurai, or even desired to be one, but the warrior arts and ethics instilled in him by his father were always present.