My Uncle Walter Died
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MY UNCLE WALTER
My beloved Uncle Walter DeCock died the other day. He was 63 years old. He died of lung cancer.
I first met Walter DeCock in 1998 at my aviation business, which was located at the Orlando-Sanford International Airport. He came in asking for something, but I couldn't understand what it was at first. I finally deciphered that what he wanted was to earn a Jet Type Rating in a Cessna Citation, for which my company offered training. Walter spoke 11 languages—including Swahili—but none of them well.
Walter had no concrete plans to fly a Citation. He just thought a Jet Type Rating would be impressive on his pilot's license. He got the rating, and we became fast friends. I've never had a better friend than Walter DeCock. After the Payne Stewart plane crash many people called to offer me their condolences and support, but Walter was in my office the next morning where he whipped out his checkbook and said, "You're going to need money to get through this tragedy," and he wrote out a check to my company for $100,000 marked as a loan—I paid him back a few months later. That was the most genuine and unselfish gesture I have ever received; it was one of the most poignant moments of my life.
WALTER DECOCK
Walter grew up in a orphanage in Belgium. He was dropped off there at an early age. I don't think he ever knew who his parents were. After reaching adulthood, Walter served in the military as a soldier. He would eventually become a NATO Commander.
After his military service, Walter took to the high seas as a merchant marine. He traveled the world aboard huge cargo ships. At some point, an old acquaintance recruited him as a mercenary soldier in the Angolan Civil War. It was there that he was captured and tortured while a prisoner of war.
After he was freed, Walter ended up a meandering beach bum on the coast of Spain. He had no home, no employment, and no shoes. But he said he was plenty happy there, nonetheless. On the beach one day he met a woman and they struck up a romance. Little did he know that this woman was one of the wealthiest women in Germany. She dressed him up in the finest suits and bought him a few sport cars.
Walter was a handsome and charming man. He was a manly man. And always the life of the party. Walter used to hang out in Monaco with Prince Rainier and his daughters, Princess Caroline and Princess Stephanie. He also came to know Princess Di quite well. Well enough to spend time in the Mediterranean on her yacht.
In spite of this life of luxury, Walter never forgot where he came from and he was unfailingly gregarious—and even generous— to each and every person with whom he came in contact. Walter and I had many great experiences together. He invited me on a number of trips, and he accompanied me to quite a few aviation conventions. He also began coming with me a few times a year when I would visit my home towns, the twin cities of St. Joseph and Benton Harbor, Michigan. He eventually married my Aunt and became my Uncle Walter. From then on he no longer called me James very often—he addressed me as Nephew.
I'LL MISS MY UNCLE WALTER
Walter was a heavy drinker and a heavy smoker. More days than not ended up with him drunk. And he cussed like a sailor. Of course, he was a sailor. He would drop the F-Bomb and the MF-Bomb as a part of normal conversation, even with people he had just met. Oddly enough, he pulled it off. Sure, some were taken aback at first. But everybody loved him! The only complaint I ever heard about Walter was, "I can't understand him!"
Walter was an incredible character. I never knew anybody who was more fun to be with—or more intelligent—or more witty. Walter had little sayings, such as the way he would introduce himself, "I'm Walter and I love myself." He loved things that were "Simple but Good." And his favorite: "Boys will be Boys."
Walter came with me and my entourage to Atlanta for an aviation convention. The NBAA Convention is one of the largest in world—only three cities have a convention floor large enough to hold it. We walked all day on thin carpet laid over concrete, and at the end of the day our feet hurt. We repaired to the hotel lounge to have a few cold beers and in came my third wife. She said, "James, you are coming up to our room now." I replied, "I'm going to have a couple beers with Walter, but I'll be up soon." She responded that I was coming up to the room NOW. Walter chimed in with, "Let James stay awhile. Boys will be boys!" She replied, "Boys will be divorced boys!" Walter told that story in my presence many times. I, of course, stayed with Walter. And I, of course, became a divorced boy.
My Aunt that Walter married died a few years ago. Walter had a fabulous home in the Majorca Islands; a home near Daytona Beach on the point where the intercoastal waterway flows into the Atlantic Ocean; and a wild piece of property in Florida that looked like Florida must have looked like before the white man came. On the latter two Walter had army tanks positioned on the front lawn. Walter was very much into guns and armaments. He had a 50 Caliber machine gun he played around with for fun.
Walter owned many vintage cars and boats, and new luxury cars as well. He let me drive his brand new Lamborghinis and Rolls Royces on a number of occasions. Everywhere he went, people never forgot him or his name. We would travel to a new city and within a couple of days I would hear people greet him by name in uncanny numbers.
Walter traveled the world more than any man I have known. I never knew where he would call me from next. Walter called me from Tehran, Baghdad, Riyadh, Timbuktu, Kabul, Dubai, and countless other places.
Walter and I may have seemed like an odd couple. I am a Christian, and Walter did not believe in God. He did soften his stance after he got sick. I worked on him as best I could. He was diagnosed with lung cancer a few years ago and flew to Hamburg, Germany, where he owned a home and was personal friends with what he said was the best cancer surgeon in the world. The surgeon cut out half of one lung and told Walter not to ever use chemotherapy or radiation—that both were poison. Walter lived another year or two. He eventually developed visible tumors on his neck and shoulders that I touched. He passed on a few days ago. I loved my Uncle Walter. I will miss him very much. They broke the mold after they made Walter. He was truly one of a kind.
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I only heard about Walters death today and was very sad. He was a good friend and a great character. He worked for me in Glasgow in aircraft sales, but the one problem he had was that few people could understand what he was saying on the telephone. It was easier when you were face to face and you could read his lips. This was before he moved to Spain and opened the bar there. Geoff
Isnt it great to have had people like this in our lives, sorry bout your loss..but we are richer for thier love
hey james you may not know me but i'm the son of walter
The first time i met him i was 17 and what a strange man he was . i never get the chance to really know him.He often called me or my mom how much he really loved us
and i've bin to florida in his house a couple of times
but he never said a word that he was sick .thats the reason why i'm a little bit mad at him .We were verry sad to here the news a month later after he died .he never said anything.but my dad was a strong man .and he will be strong in heaven .i really miss him
and i really appreciate that you wrote such a beautifull letter . thank you god bless you michael
Now, that's an obit.
Hi James
I'm so sorry for your loss, but what a great tribute to your Uncle. He must have achieved so much over the years, and you've got good memories of him.
James,
You're so lucky to have your Uncle Walter just as he had you.
He was the man of the world who lived his life to the full he lavishly shared with you. I'm deeply touched by your bond. My condolences and prayers!
James, I am so sorry I missed this. I had just quit smoking 6 weeks ago and self-imposed isolation seemed the only way to keep myself from picking it up again.
This is an awesome tribute to the man and the relationship you had with each other. I am so blessed to get to know him through your eyes. I am sorry for your loss.
Hi James
Always a pleasure to swing by your hubs to see whats new. In this particular case I'm saddened for your loss. My condolences. Stay blessed.
Beautiful story - what else can one say??
James although your uncle Walter will be sadly missed and you were lucky to have this lovely generous man in your life. I feel that he also was a lucky man and blessed to have you as his friend. Life could have been so much different for Walter if God had not sent that wealthy German lady to take him under her wing. It seems after that he never looked back but he also never forgot the kindness. His heart was big and so was his generosity. You obviously treated him with respect which he then treated you accordingly. It is amazing how he ended up marrying your Aunty. God paired him with you so you could bless each other. My heartfelt condolences to you James.
You must feel very blessed to have had such a colorful character and close guy friend in your life...truly. But, what I also picked up is how women and men can not share the same things sometimes. Sounds like someone from a adventure fairytale. I appriciate all you share and love. This gentleman says a lot about you.
I have been working on your portrait this week. I just finished my second attempt...to capture your light. I guess I will email you soon about this. I have not decided on whether to feel satisfied or not.
How about writing about women and men relationships? Just said this because I think your point of view would be most enticing. It would be a mouth full..Yes?
Love and Peace,
Dara
Touching story. Thanks for sharing.
Sorry about your loss. God works through everyone. Your Uncle provided you with Gods gift of love.
God Bless
James - very moving story and also interesting biography of Walter, esp. as a mercenary. Have you read the book 'Dogs of War' (Frederick Forsyth)? Walter reminded of some of the characters. My condolences.
James, so sorry to hear about your loss of this wonderful person in your life. This is such a beautiful and touching tribute. I am sure your Uncle Walter has read this wherever he is and he is smiling, thinking how lucky he was to have known you.
I am sending my deep condolences for the demise of your much beloved uncle Walter/ I hope he has received the Gospel message. Truly once in our lives there were people that will come in our lives that will touch as deeply.They will leave indellible memories in our lives. Thank you for sharing it here at Hubpages. Remain blessed always.
A well rendered tribute to a fascinating man, kudos to you James, your conviction for Walter DeCock shines through here. I wish I could have met him, but at least in your words I have met him just a bit.
Thanks for sharing this article.It was truely a very touching hub...Walter seemed really special...Hopefully he gained faith in God and got saved before he died.
thank you for fanning me which brought me here, this is such a beautiful story of a beautiful man, who had a wonderful full life and to think he shared it with you, I am so jealous :) i feel for your loss and yet, I smile at the joys you now feel along with the sadness you feel that has added a new dimension to you existence. you have been so blessed. ~aloha~
James - so sorry to read about the passing of your beloved uncle. My condolences to your and yours. Thank you for sharing this great man with us.
As they say, "Cherish each and every moment like it's the last moment." I think in our lives there are only but a few select people who enter into our consciousness like your Uncle Walter did. There are only a few people who really touch us in a special way. It is hard to see anyone go. But the ones who become so close are the hardest.
My condolences. He sounds like he lived a very interesting life, albeit rather short. Nowadays 63 is pretty young.
James, I am so sorry for your loss! What an exquisite tribute you have paid to this man who meant so much to you! That is a true sign of one's legacy...how they are remembered after they are gone!
Sending my thoughts and hugs out to you James,.. I can see the love and respect you had for your Uncle Walter, when they are such great people,..losing them is even harder. Again,.. Big Big Hugs,...
I've heard Walter's final resting place will be with Martha.
Are you able to confirm this? If so, please pass along any details you may have. Thanks Bro'
What a tribute to your uncle. I think he'd be proud.
So sorry for your loss, James. You've certainly paid a great tribute to your uncle with this hub. I hope you can keep all your happy memories of him to the forefront.
He sounds like a rebel, he would have been my type of guy, after all were all still boys at heart. And boys will be boys.
Sorry to hear of your loss, but at least you got to spend a lot of time with your best friend. May he RIP..
James, we are always bless and touched by people,but the rare and beauty of the occasion of such a man as your uncle comes along less often- he will always be with you in spirit. May you always be blessed.
Sounds like a great guy. I'm sorry for your loss, and you're lucky to have known him!
You are so fortunate to have had such an incredible influence in your life James.When a man like Walter touches us we are always changed for the better.
Remember him without grief my friend and he'll always brighten your day.
Thanks
Dean
I'm very sorry for you loss. He sounded like a really great guy.
James, I'm very sorry for your loss.
Thank you for sharing with us the memories about such an endearing character.
May he be in a magnificent place!
life is full of colors and suddenly it goes without a sign,it happens to everyone,we love and be loved!
Sorry to hear about your closed uncle!May God bless him!
What an interesting and wonderful person your Uncle Walter is (was rather). I can feel how you really miss him.
My sincere condolences James!
God bless!
I'm so sorry for the empty place that was once so lively with such an impressive free spirit. Uncle Walter lived an amazing life and I could only hope for such a portion in my own. WOW I'm inspired and will always remember, I love myself. and Boys will be Boys! Thank You for sharing! Peace be with you as I know it is with your uncle Walter.
Walter and I were friends and we enjoyed boats and cars together often. I attended a very nice service here last evening, and all of us were very touched by this man in so many ways. The world has truely lost a very interesting and unique person. In his words " I am Walter, and I love myself". Peace.
Walter was one of a kind and I'm proud to have been a nephew as well. He was always the life of any event. Every time he came around he met me for the first as he'd always been inebriated the previous time. I remember our Uncle Randall laughingly proclaiming once that "with all the languages Walter speaks, too bad none of them is English", as he Was often difficult to understand. Randall of course has a wit not unlike Walter's. You did a good job of characterizing Walter and I also doubt anyone who met Walter will forget him.
James- I can't tell you how sorry I am for your loss, but I can tell you that for some odd reason Uncle Walter reminds me a bit of my father.......... not sure why........... maybe it's just the way you feel about him. What I do know, is that I would have liked him :-) (F-Bombs huh?) and that you were lucky to have had him in your life.
The Uncle Walters and the much loved daddies are the people who leave us with the most important things in the world, and that would be the smiles...........
Some day we'll all leave this world............. and when I'm gone............ if only one person smiles at my memory........... well, then I guess I will have done something right!
Kaie
How exciting to have known such a character. Such people are rare. As a Christian, you know he is in a better place. I 'm sorry for your loss.
This is a very personal hub. You are at your best when you write about vulnerability, I think. You also share your faith in a way that is real; invoking real people. Thanks.
James - a great tribute to a man who meant a lot to you. It's beautiful. Concolences and best wishes, my friend.
Love and peace
Tony
My heart and prayers are with you and yours, you wrote an elogquent tribute to a wonderful man! God Bless :)
what a wonderful tribute, i love walter and i havent even met him, i am sure all the people who read this will send good vibes to him. although he did not believe in god he must now believe as he is in heaven, a well deserved place for him. the fact he introduced himself as i love myself is great if only more people loved themselves it would be a better world. the fact he dropped the f bomb all the time i have a mate that is the same way, some people are shocked but after five minutes they love him, he was from arkansas. THe wife that divorced you sounded like a control freak and you are better off without her, people that want to control people are selfish asses and should suffer bad karma. you did a wonderful job giving us a view of your great uncle, thank you for sharing a part of yourself
I think I owe you an apology. I normally do not ask questions that is none of my business. Being honest I did because some Faiths do not drink and not knowing yours; I just wondered. I wasn't judging, please know that. I believe this is how we learn about how different individuals and their way of living their faith.
I hope your day is going well.
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James A Watkins Hub Author 22 months ago
Hi Geoff! I remember you. Walter always spoke fondly of you. I knew him quite a while before I could understand him well. He was a great character. I'll bet when he owned the bar he was into the inventory on occasion. :D
Thank you for your note, Geoff. It's nice to hear from you.