One day, long ago an event took place.
The year was 1935,
before modern medicine.
A couple of lads were taking Judo mats (the
type) and throwing them out of a 3rd story window to the walkway below. 1st one
mat, then another and another and because of the effort, a needed rest. Then
another mat and another mat until all the mats were tossed out the window to
the ground below.
Finishing that task, the lads went outside
to load the mats
onto a truck. There was going to be a Jui-jitsu demonstration and they 1st had
to transport the mats to the location. So, the lads began taking one mat off
the pile and throwing it onto the truck and then another. After several mats
had been loaded they found a young boy who had been buried by the mats. How he
got on the mats no one knew. Perhaps while the lads were resting, the boy
jumped on them and laid down. No one knew.
A quick rush came upon the lads as they saw
this boy with a
face blue from suffocation. One immediately went and got Professor "Tiny"
and he quickly came to the boy. He told the lad to go get help, to call for an
ambulance and he, Professor McLean, would see what he could do. The other lad
stood by and watched while Professor McLean "went to work" on the
youth using mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and CPR.
Finally, the ambulance arrived with the medical
crew, but by
this time the boy had revived and was beginning to breathe normally. He was
still taken away by the ambulance and kept for observation. He recovered fully
and was released.
This miracle in reviving a dead boy who had
blue was performed by Professor McLean. The lad witnessing this event was the
2nd son of one of Professor McLean's closest friends, Curley Freedman. His name
is George Freedman and this is his story.