Missing you Dad. Love you so much. Good night.

I miss my "ole email pal" very much. His insight and stories added greatly to my day.

Bill was a coworker at FIT Aviation, a constant reminder of what was truly important in this crazy world, a true friend, a compassionate father and husband. He loved his family and was so proud of each one! We would talk about our days as cops, time served in the military, and the changes we had seen during the course of our lives. That New York strength was always there, and we all knew that if we asked him what he thought about something, he would tell us in his own unique way. He loved music, the arts, and was quite gifted (which many did not know). This world was better for having Bill in it. He will be missed by many, but I am hoping when it's our turn, we will see him again and share more.

I had the distinct pleasure to work with and alongside Bill for many years in the 8th Precinct. Did we ever have experiences; some tragic, some mundane, and many extremely funny. Bill always had his head on straight, and his opinions on procedures and police options were often sought out by superiors. He held most of the street cop positions, and all of duties of the inside, desk responsibilities. He had enormous patience, and was one of the few cops who could handle the myriad of "troubled souls" who knew that if they telephoned the Precinct they could unload on a cop on the other end. Folks like Mr. Bruns, Mrs. Klein, Mrs. Keatley, Mr. Schmeiser, and "window woman" come to mind. Bill would listen to their repetitive troubles and make them feel it was the first time they were able to unload on anyone. Bill also had a delightful sense of humor, a great asset in a stressful occupation. We shared an enormous amount of time with each other and when two co-workers have that invisible bond that you can't quite put your finger on but realize that the reason you like coming to work every day (or night) is because of the people you work alongside, it makes it no longer a job and more like 8 hours of a good time. It was a "great run", Bill, my good friend, and I miss you. And thank you Veronica, you've made him proud.

I met Bill the first day as a Sgt. in the 08 pct. He welcomed me and said  we know all about you. There was truth in his eyes and he became a man who I trusted explicitly. he led by example. I miss my friend Bill,,RIP God Bless and that goes to his family as well.

I have such fond memories of Mr. Wahler and the times the Polleys and the Wahlers spent on the Great South Bay and in Roscoe. He was our fearless leader of the Roscoe Rangers and we had such fabulous times up there. I'm glad they had all of that snake repellant. Mr. Wahler was a second father and he and my dad were such great friends. I never heard them argue or say a bad word about each other. It was truly a great friendship and a model for us as kids.

I think my Dad greeted him at the pearly gates with a Natural Light beer (snake repellant) and they're having the greatest time together. RIP "Colonel" Bill Wahler.

Thank you Papa for the rainbow over the Indian River tonight. It was just beautiful...