Grace’s Dad and Ted Williams

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Builders,

Just touching on Fatherhood once more, I share this photo of Grace’s Dad, Bob with The legendary Ted Williams. They were good friends, brought together by a common love of the outdoors. Although it is not often remembered, Ted Williams spent five years in the Marine Corps as an aviator, both in WWII and Korea. Williams is arguably the greatest Baseball player who ever lived.

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He was known for Baseball, but Williams was also a life long outdoorsman, passionate about fishing, particularly Salmon fishing. In the 1980’s Williams and Grace’s Dad worked tirelessly to protect the Atlantic Salmon fisheries, not just for the sportsmen, but also for the Canadians and their small towns on the Atlantic coast that had Salmon as a part of their culture and heritage. This successful defense included making a trip to Denmark to convince their government to restrict their fleet’s commercial fishing practices that were destructive to the long-term viability of Salmon

Above, Ted Williams sits in a Grumman F-9F in Korea. In WWII he was an instructor in F-4U Corsairs, and returned to the Marines to fly combat attack missions in Panthers. He was known as a fantastic pilot, praised by squadron mates like John Glenn.  What I find interesting about Williams was his ‘regular guy’ approach to life. He did not want, nor need to be praised nor adored. He didn’t want celebrity, he wanted respect. Everything Grace’s dad has shared confirms this. There was a reality to guys like Ted Williams. Consider that he was paid $30K in 1942, when minimum wage was .30/hr. or  600/yr. The ratio is 50 to 1. Today, min. wage is $7.25 and Alex Rodriguez is paid $29 million a year, a ratio of 2000 to 1.  Rodriguez is a ‘celebrity’, a liar, steroid abuser, and serving the longest suspension in the history of Baseball; and I highly doubt anyone would ever mistake him for a ‘regular guy.’

Above, a 2006 photo of Grace and her Dad shooting  an hour’s worth of practice with pump shotguns in our back yard. Although he is 80 now, he remains a crack shot with the Winchester model 12 he has owned since he was a teenager. Bob has covered most types of game, but he largely focused on fowl and fly fishing. He is an excellent cook, and as a traditionalist and conservationist, he consumed all the game he took. Graces parents spent many years in the Canadian Maritimes,  and Grace herself is named for a Native Canadian woman. Many of her families fondest memories are from that time and place.

My Father in law is from an era of American men that chose the outdoors as their ‘Arena’, just as TR did. These men put many years of patient study and intense awareness into perfecting their field craft. This focus and pursuit has direct parallels to the mastery of being a ‘stick and rudder pilot.’ They both take considerable investment, not of money, but of the willpower to focus on the moment at hand without distraction, to study to subtitle differences between acceptable and better.

This weekend, a person will ride a 4 wheeler to a prepared blind and read emails until a baited animal gets 40 yards away, where they will get off a poorly placed shot with a scoped rifle. There will be the obligatory Face Book picture, another box in life checked off to impress others who are not paying attention. They will have gone to great material expense to make sure it was an empty experience.

This weekend, a person will drive a car to the local FBO, rent a 912 rotax powered S-LSA, and read emails until the CFI gets the plane ready. They will talk on the radio and look at the GPS to get to the ‘practice area’ 40 miles away, where they will get off a few poorly coordinated maneuvers before calling the tower to return.  There will be the obligatory Face Book picture, another box in life checked off to impress others who are not paying attention. They will have gone to great material expense to make sure it was an empty experience.

Will either of these people understand that they cheated themselves out of the experience? Probably not; the modern ‘hurry up and rush’, ‘multitask mentality’ people rarely have this awakening. Being an outdoorsman or an Aviator only pay real rewards to those willing to invest something of themselves, not just money. As a homebuilder, by definition you have selected the path which requires greater investment of yourself.  I have found that people who understand and choose to make this investment lead richer lives and make far better company. I have spent many fine hours in my Father in law’s company. He is possesses the kind of insights that you never find in people who are in a shallow rush to check the next box.-ww.

About William Wynne
I have been continuously building, testing and flying Corvair engines since 1989. Information, parts and components that we developed and tested are now flying on several hundred Corvair powered aircraft. I earned a Bachelor of Science in Professional Aeronautics and an A&P license from Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University, and have a proven 20 year track record of effectively teaching homebuilders how to create and fly their own Corvair powered planes. Much of this is chronicled at www.FlyCorvair.com and in more than 50 magazine articles.

6 Responses to Grace’s Dad and Ted Williams

  1. Spencer Rice says:

    Grace’s father seems like my kind of guy! Being an outdoorsman and an aviator are my passions in life. Even though I do like to take pictures and record moments in both, I still try my best to enjoy the moments for myself.

    Spencer

  2. William Dominguez says:

    In the airport I operate from, the most successful FBO among the non-aviation public is the skydiving business, their hangar is behind the hangar for the airplane I rent. When I’m there, I’m always approached by people looking for the skydiving business. Almost all of them are looking to check another item in their bucket list. Occasionally I get the chance to speak with some of them and no one is interested in learning anything related to aviation, including skydiving. People today just want to be serviced passively without any effort on their part.

  3. Terry Hand says:

    William,

    Thanks for sharing about Grace’s dad. I have read several times about your dad but I think this is the first time I have read anything of Grace’s. He sounds like an outstanding person to be around.

    I have tried to teach my daughter’s this one concept. If you want to see what your “love” will look like and act like in 30 years, look at the parents. They are the foundation for a person. It doesn’t always work that way, but it is a pretty accurate assessment. Obviously, Grace comes from a fine foundation.

    Thanks again for sharing.

    Semper Fi,

    Terry Hand

  4. pkellner says:

    Hmm. Not sure I want to be the neighbor who lives on the business end of that shotgun. Very nice Article Mr Wynne!

    • Peter,
      Fortunately it is 13 miles to the next man made structure west of our yard. It makes a safe trap range. We have an actual earth and lumber backstop for target shooting. Our place is a very rural setting.-ww

  5. Bob Pustell says:

    Once again, William, you have sent me down memory lane……….. My first time to a big time baseball game was to see the Red Sox play at Fenway Park. About 1957 or so a friend’s choice of birthday party was to pick a couple of friends and his Dad took us to a Sox game. We had seats fairly close to the playing field, near left field. Ted was the outfielder and I was in heaven! By that age I was already an aviation junky and here I was near the great Ted Williams, a pilot in WWII and Korea (and oh, a baseball guy as well…..). He played a great game and also was a real “sport” with the crowd. He would interact with us when he could make the time, unlike a lot of sports heroes. Your father in law must be a neat guy to have friends like that (and a daughter like Grace Ellen).

    My Dad was a foot soldier in Europe during WWII. He lived through getting shot or I would not be here. In part because of his experiences I ended up a pilot in the Air Force. He told me there had been too many foot soldiers in our family already — him, three uncles, a grandfather and others. He marched my fanny directly to the Air Force ROTC booth when I reported to the U of Mass in the mid sixties. I ended up in Viet Nam, but as a pilot not as a “grunt”. Thanks, Dad.

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