Sipsey Street Irregulars: RIP, Captain Bill.

Sunday, March 31, 2013

RIP, Captain Bill.

Captain William A. "Bill" Nessler crossed over to meet his maker on Thursday. He was a great American patriot and will be sorely missed by all who knew him.

3 comments:

harp1034 said...: I see by his hat that was a Viet Nam vet. Those guys are passing away faster that the general population. Capt. Bill was one day from being 66. He should have lived another 10 years at least.; March 31, 2013 at 10:48 PM
Dakota said...: Bill was one of the most interesting people I have ever met. Commercial pilots license as a teenager. Cut his eye teeth flying Stearmans crop dusting. Former head of the Ag crop dusters assn in California. Bird Dog pilot in Vietnam, crop duster in Egypt. 15 years "bush pilot" in Africa, (mainly Liberia)lived there during the war. Flew a Beech 18 solo across the Atlantic to Africa.

There's more but Bill would not want me to make a big deal of it. He was a great man, friend, and patriot. He has flown home in the arms of the Angels now, I will miss him.; April 1, 2013 at 9:13 AM
Chris Jones said...: I'd like to thank you for giving my husband his honor and due respect. Bill's Military Service included serving in Germany in an Intelligence Gathering Unit. While in Germany he was rotated to Viet Nam for 9 months where he flew Forward Air Control Missions, flying a Cessna Bird Dog.

A man of great honor and love of Country, and one that followed his oath til the day he took his last breath. He will be missed by all.

Chris Jones aka cj_real_American.; April 1, 2013 at 12:34 PM

"Progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress."

I believe that liberty is the only genuinely valuable thing that men have invented, at least in the field of government, in a thousand years. I believe that it is better to be free than to be not free, even when the former is dangerous and the latter safe. I believe that the finest qualities of man can flourish only in free air – that progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress, and of no permanent value. I believe that any man who takes the liberty of another into his keeping is bound to become a tyrant, and that any man who yields up his liberty, in however slight the measure, is bound to become a slave. -- H.L. Mencken

"The Fate of Unborn Millions. . ."

"The time is now near at hand which must probably determine, whether Americans are to be, Freemen, or Slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their Houses, and Farms, are to be pillaged and destroyed, and they consigned to a State of Wretchedness from which no human efforts will probably deliver them. The fate of unborn Millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of this army-Our cruel and unrelenting Enemy leaves us no choice but a brave resistance, or the most abject submission; that is all we can expect-We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die." -- George Washington to his troops before the Battle of Long Island.

"We will not go gently . . ."

This is no small thing, to restore a republic after it has fallen into corruption. I have studied history for years and I cannot recall it ever happening. It may be that our task is impossible. Yet, if we do not try then how will we know it can't be done? And if we do not try, it most certainly won't be done. The Founders' Republic, and the larger war for western civilization, will be lost.

But I tell you this: We will not go gently into that bloody collectivist good night. Indeed, we will make with our defiance such a sound as ALL history from that day forward will be forced to note, even if they despise us in the writing of it.

And when we are gone, the scattered, free survivors hiding in the ruins of our once-great republic will sing of our deeds in forbidden songs, tending the flickering flame of individual liberty until it bursts forth again, as it must, generations later. We will live forever, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, in sacred memory.

-- Mike Vanderboegh, The Lessons of Mumbai:Death Cults, the "Socialism of Imbeciles" and Refusing to Submit, 1 December 2008

"A common language of resistance . . ."

"Colonial rebellions throughout the modern world have been acts of shared political imagination. Unless unhappy people develop the capacity to trust other unhappy people, protest remains a local affair easily silenced by traditional authority. Usually, however, a moment arrives when large numbers of men and women realize for the first time that they enjoy the support of strangers, ordinary people much like themselves who happen to live in distant places and whom under normal circumstances they would never meet. It is an intoxicating discovery. A common language of resistance suddenly opens to those who are most vulnerable to painful retribution the possibility of creating a new community. As the conviction of solidarity grows, parochial issues and aspirations merge imperceptibly with a compelling national agenda which only a short time before may have been the dream of only a few. For many Americans colonists this moment occurred late in the spring of 1774." -- T.H. Breen, The Marketplace of Revolution: How Consumer Politics Shaped American Independence, Oxford University Press, 2004, p.1.

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RIP, Captain Bill.

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