W. F. Bill Binter

Bill Binter was a very interesting and nice guy. I met him about seven years ago while I was substituting with Meals on Wheels. My brother-in-law Harold Bauer was Bills regular partner, but when Harold was on vacation or sick he would ask me to go with Bill to deliver Meals. Over a two or three year period I probably worked with Bill 15 or 20 times. Bill drove and I ran the meals up to the houses. Bill was about ten years older than I and had been in world War II. Bill and I both liked to talk and tell stories. He would tell amazing war stories. He told of flying a large plane with two engines. The Japanese were using boats to transport war material on a river. I dont remember where the river was but Bills plane had been changed from carrying bombs to having fifty-caliber machine guns hung under the wings ( I believe he said about 20 or 30 machine guns). It was Bills job to fly low down the river looking for boats. Whenever he would see a Japanese boat he would flip the gun switch and all the machines guns would go off at once. Bill said that the plane would feel like it was backing up due to the force of the firing guns. One day after finishing our route and returning to Meals-on Wheels down Broadway we were stopped by a policeman. We had been on south Broadway where the speed limit was 40 – 45 mph. We were going north having a good time talking and telling stories and didnt notice the speed limit had reduced to 30 mph. The policeman told Bill he had clocked him at 50 mph. Bill said 50!!??. The policeman said to slow down cause the limit was 30 and he let us drive on. We both wondered why he didnt give Bill a ticket. I told Bill the policeman knew he was a nice old guy who didnt mean to exceed the speed limit. Bill mentioned one time with a far away look in his eyes that he and his wife used to deliver meals together.

Dave, I am so sorry for the loss of your father. We will have you and your family in our prayers this week. Tim and Lisa Normand.

Your cousins Nancy, Steve and Joe send our condolences for the loss of your beloved father. He was a wonderful man.