The Captain's Commanding Officer - Bill Watson III - RIP

I have very few men I look up to and respect. 

Very few.  

This is largely in part because most of "elder" society today not only fails to bring up or lead the younger generations, but, sadly, prefers to take advantage of and parasite off of the younger generations.

Not Big Bill.

















Big Bill was a friend of mine and somebody I consider my mentor.  He was wiser, more experienced, was just, fair, and pretty much the epitome of what every man in the Manosphere would wish to emulate.  He was a man who you shut up and listen to, not because he was older, but because he went down that path before and had the wisdom you didn't. 
 

 
But beyond his experience, he was also a lovable man.  He was your friend.  He was 6'5", 300 pounds, former secret service agent, cop, and could crush you in a matter of seconds, but never chose to as he was the textbook definition of a gentle giant.  His heart was limitless.  He could take any amount of joshing, ridicule, and teasing and know that it was nothing more than his fellow man too cowardly to say, "I love you, man."

The SOB died way too damn early and is the first person to make me say,

"Damnit, I wish I spent more time with him"

Not because that is the thing to say, but because there will never be another opportunity to experience a man of his caliber, his wisdom, and his kindness. 

I will miss Big Bill, which is infinitely more than I can say for the vast majority of people I've ran into on this planet.