When visiting my daughter at St Andrews School in Delaware after my son and I attended my cousin and lifelong friends retirement as a Capt of the navy aboard the USS Constellation, I called Bill and went by for a visit. He and his lovely bride welcomed us with open arms. He had several of his prized pieces laid out on the bed to share. I do not recall the guns as I was in such awe at being at the feet of such a master. After a very short hour long visit, he mentioned that he had just penned a new piece called "The Indian Giver". He graciously printed out a draft of it and signed it by holding the pen in his teeth. I will be eternally grateful for the kind hospitality that me and my children were shown that day. Upon return to Alabama, I sent him a thank you note and enclosed the feet from a road killed Barred Owl that I had preserved in open position. I would like to think that Bill, the wise old owl, added at least one of them to his collection of mementos. Will gladly share copies of his manuscript but the original will go to my son when I am gone. No chance of him ever meeting someone like Bill again! I wish
Him Peace, he deserves it!!!
