Joe Takehara, one of my instructors in the martial art of aikido was recently profiled by the online magazine Nikkei Chicago. Besides being a great teacher, he's had a really interesting life, having been born and raised on the West Coast, experienced the World War internment, and then moving to Chicago with his family. At 83, he's still one of the toughest guys I know, and quite frankly is probably tougher than I've ever been throughout his entire life. However, he's also quite a humble person. As the article's author, Erik Matsunaga, commented on the blog page of the Chicago Aikido Club (mine and Takehara Sensei's home dojo):
In my initial conversations with Joe, I found him to be a straightforward and humble man with a unique way of telling a story. Never having striven to be a public figure in the aikido community, he has nonetheless been there from the beginning, survived organizational splits and political strife, trained with the legends, and today remains the most senior student of the art form in Chicago, having unwittingly become something of a legend himself.
The article has only been out for a few days, and it's fascinating seeing the response it has been generating, as friends old and new have appeared online to reminisce and comment on this esteemed but in some ways little-known teacher. I have to say, I'm honored to have been one of his students and to have him as a member of the Chicago Japanese American community.
Dr. Joe Takehara and Chicago Aikido
Dr. Joe Takehara, D.D.S., a second generation Japanese American, has trained with the legends of aikido during his fifty-three years of studying the Japanese martial art. Meanwhile, he was a married father of three and built a successful dental practice from which he retired at the age of eighty. Despite being the most senior aikido practitioner in the Midwestern United States, his fifty-three year journey has gone relatively unrecorded.
By Erik Matsunaga
Joe Takehara at his home on Chicago’s North Side. Photo courtesy of the author.
Aikido, a modern Japanese martial art developed by Morihei Ueshiba (1883-1969) in the early twentieth century, boasts over a million practitioners worldwide. At eighty-three years of age and having practiced since 1961, Joe Takehara is the most senior devotee of this tradition in the Midwestern United States.
Born the youngest of eight children in San Diego, California, to immigrant parents from Wakayama Prefecture, Japan, Joe Takehara grew up in a barrack on the grounds of a fish cannery adjacent to Lindbergh Field (today’s San Diego International Airport). Never having known his father, who was hit by a car and killed when Joe was three years old, he and his siblings largely fended for themselves as their mother worked long days at the cannery.
“I grew up tough,” he said. “In those days, you had no one to guide you, to tell you what to do. You did it on your own. I was independent as a kid. I learned how to tie my shoes and dress myself at an early age.”
In 1942, following the attack on Pearl Harbor, Executive Order 9066 uprooted the Takehara family to Poston War Relocation Center in southwestern Arizona, one of ten World War II concentration camps built by the War Relocation Authority to incarcerate some 120,000 persons of Japanese ancestry from the West Coast.
When internment ended in 1945, the Takehara family migrated east, following a wave of some 20,000 Japanese American resettlers from various camps to Chicago. Joe was fourteen years old.
“I was small. I only weighed eighty pounds when I went into high school. And we lived on the West Side, 901 South Marshfield—there were no Japanese in our neighborhood. Most Japanese coming out of camp settled on the North or South Sides.
“So my first day of high school I’m getting picked on in gym class and the coach, I still remember his name, Coach Ellis, says to me and the other guy, ‘Put the gloves on.’ Well, in camp there was a guy named Terry Tsuchiyama who taught me how to box, and if you know just enough to be able to handle yourself a little bit, it’s no contest in a fight against someone who doesn’t know how to box at all. And this kid didn’t know how to fight, so I got the better of him.
“After class this other kid Peter comes up to me and says, ‘Where’d you learn how to box?’ And I tell him, ‘Terry Tsuchiyama. I learned in camp.’ Turns out this Peter also learned from Terry Tsuchiyama, who I found out was released from Poston, came to Chicago and was boxing at the CYO! Small world, huh? So I started boxing with Peter and the guys at the Catholic Youth Organization over by Randolph and Wabash, and word got around, ‘Leave this guy alone!’ And that’s how I survived that school.”
Through a variety of circumstances, Takehara later transferred to Lakeview High School on Chicago’s North Side, where he graduated in 1949. He continued on to University of Illinois at Navy Pier and then University of Illinois Dental School, where he earned his D.D.S.
In 1961, shortly after beginning a dental practice at 3355 North Clark Street in a North Side Chicago neighborhood populated by Japanese Americans, he was approached by John Omori, an optometrist whose office was down the street, to join a newly formed aikido group. It was located in the basement of Chicago Police detective Tony Muranaka’s three-flat, across the street from Joe’s office.
Detective Anthony “Tony” Muranaka, whose Clark Street home provided the first practice space for the Illinois Aikido Club, was the first Nisei to serve on the Chicago police force. 1959 press photo by Ralph Arvidson, courtesy of the author.
“Two guys started this club, John Omori and Norman Miyagi. Omori was an optometrist and Miyagi was an osteopath. Miyagi was from Hawaii.”
A grappling system derived from classical schools of jujutsu, in the early 1900s aikido founder Morihei Ueshiba synthesized his various studies of ancient Japanese martial arts and religion to form a modern method of physical and spiritual culture.
Koichi Tohei, a senior student of Ueshiba and later Chief Instructor of Aikido World Headquarters in Tokyo, first introduced the art to the United States via Hawaii in 1953. On the mainland, it was introduced to the Japanese American community of Los Angeles in 1956, making its way to the Midwest five years later.
“I went and trained with them about the second week after they started, so I’m a charter member but not an original first member. I came with this guy Red Sakamoto, a guy that stayed with us a long time, he was from Hawaii. A lot of these guys were Hawaiian because Miyagi and Muranaka were from Hawaii.
“We were practicing on a marble floor down there, rolling around. We didn’t have any mats or even wood on top of it when we started—we learned how to fall on the hard floor.”
Most of the early members were Nisei (second generation Japanese American) professionals interested in a cultural pastime with mental, as well as physical, benefits.
“There were the Kita brothers, Carl and George, one sold real estate and the other was a lawyer. John Omori’s brother was there, he was a dentist. Lester Katsura was an insurance agent. Sab Tanaka lived in Tony Muranaka’s building, so he was one of the first guys. June and Mary Tanaka were early female members. And then there was Mike Mamura, who used to come all the way down from Milwaukee.” (The late Norio “Mike” Mamura would later found the Milwaukee Aikido Club, which is today led by his daughter, Debra Mamura Belter.)
They called their dojo the Illinois Aikido Club and would eventually host such notable instructors as Chester Sasaki, Francis Takahashi, Motokage Kawamukai, Isao Takahashi, Yoshihiko Hirata, Akira Tohei, and Shigeru Suzuki.
Initially, the group learned from a book written by the aforementioned Koichi Tohei. Shortly thereafter, a young man from Hawaii by the name of Chester Sasaki, an undergraduate at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, began making the three hour commute to Chicago on weekends to instruct.
L-R: Saburo “Sab” Tanaka, Joe Takehara, and Koichi Tohei (visiting from Japan) at the Illinois Aikido Club’s storefront location on Clark Street. Photo courtesy of Joe Takehara.
“Chester would come down on weekends and teach us. He was a nidan (second degree black belt) from Hawaii. We heard of him through the grapevine, because so many of our people were from Hawaii. He was young and didn’t know any better . . . he used to hurt us (laughs)!
A short time later, they rented a street-level storefront on the next block at 3223 North Clark Street.
“We didn’t have a sign, and it was a controlled membership, mainly word-of-mouth. I was the guy in charge of weeding out newcomers, I used to make them watch three or four times before letting them join.”
At this location they had a student who worked for a foam company and, through him, were able to procure material from which to jury-rig their first mats.
Meanwhile, Takehara was busy building his family and dental practice.
“They were practicing almost every night. I was never a great student. Let’s put it this way, I had a dental practice and I worked nights. So I only worked out on maybe Sunday mornings. I used to go Tuesdays sometimes, and on Fridays. Later on I started teaching beginners on Tuesday evenings, to help Red Sakamoto. And then I used to train Fridays in the later part of my life.
“I didn’t train that much, like these other guys who were there all the time. I wasn’t a ‘gym rat,’ because I had a dental practice, worked nights, and I had kids who had their activities. And my wife sang in a choir but she didn’t drive, so I used to have to drive her. But I think I was athletic enough that I could keep up with most of them. I don’t know, it’s just in me. I’ve been an athlete since I was a kid.”
Despite the “hard knocks” he experienced as a youth, Takehara never mentioned self-defense as a motivating factor in his aikido training.
“I grew up streetwise. I used to carry a roll of pennies in my fist and a switchblade, walk in the middle of the street at night on the way home from school, never on the sidewalk, and if someone came out from the gangways, I ran!
“The emphasis for me was on the mental part of it, the ki, the spirit, meditation, the feeling, more than the physical. We thought it was good stuff, the mind thing. So we used to do a lot of deep breathing exercises from the very beginning. We used to have classes in the morning and sit there and breathe, meditate, at six o-clock on Sunday mornings. So the emphasis was more on seiza and doing meditation, breathing exercises.”
L-R: Norman Miyagi, Robert “Red” Sakamoto, Joe Takehara. Photo courtesy of Joe Takehara.
In spite of self-proclaimed declarations that he was never the committed student his classmates were, Takehara is currently ranked rokudan (6th degree black belt) by the Aikikai Foundation (Aikido World Headquarters, Tokyo) and although not the highest ranked, remains—largely unrecognized—the most senior aikido practitioner in the Midwest.
Nevertheless, he humbly reflects on his beginnings and remains thankful for the direction his life has taken with respect to many of his early peers who ended up less fortunate.
“I kind of feel that I’ve been lucky in my life, because I was brought up with certain morals and ethics that kept me from doing a lot of the things my friends from the West Side were doing. They used to roll drunks, they used to steal stuff and sell it on Maxwell Street. My friend Peter, the guy who also boxed with Terry Tsuchiyama, ended up in the can for ten years on a robbery charge—I was invited out that night, but didn’t go. Something told me not to. I was very fortunate in my life to have been in the wrong place at the right time, let’s put it that way.”
Joe Takehara (on one knee, center) watches as Kisshomaru Ueshiba, second headmaster of aikido, instructs during a visit to the Illinois Aikido Club’s Bryn Mawr Avenue location in the 1970s. Photo courtesy of Joe Takehara.
Joe Takehara continues to teach at the Chicago Aikido Club (an offshoot of the original Illinois Aikido Club), located at Tohkon Judo Academy within the Japanese American Service Committee building on Clark Street, ten blocks north of Tony Muranaka’s marble-floored basement. Fifty-three years later, new students are greeted with spring-loaded mats.
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This article was initially published as original content on Discover Nikkei, a global online resource for Japanese emigrants and their descendants, a project of the Japanese American National Museum.
