I was privileged to have spent a rowdy and wonderful evening with ‘Wild Bill’ at the WWII Veterans Center conference in Washington DC almost ten years ago, (well at that, and the after-party!) We talked about girls and brought each other drinks, and talked about politics, towns in the Eastern Seaboard, rifles, and girls. It was my first ‘date’ with a girl I later married, too, and she wondered why I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek as the night waned and folks started to go home... He was sharp as a razor, funny, and had a sort of dry, sarcastic sense of humor in that amazing Philadelphia accent.
Thank you for sharing. I never met the man but feel like I know him.