William K. Besack
November 2, 1933 – July 6, 2022
Survived by wife, Nancy; sons, Brian (Tara) and Wade (Amy); grandchildren: Madelyn (Mark), Shockley, Lauryn (Maggie) Besack, Allisyn and Alec Besack.
The Family will receive friends on Monday, July 18th from 5pm to 7pm at the West Center Chapel. FUNERAL: Tuesday, July 19th, 11am at Countryside Community Church (13130 Faith Plaza). Private Interment: Evergreen Memorial Park with full military honors.
Memorials are suggested to the Nebraska Humane Society or to the church.
William K. “Bill” Besack was born on November 2nd, 1933 to Bernard and Doris (Snyder) Besack in Fremont, Nebraska where he lived until age 7 when his family moved to Omaha.
Bill was an only child and soon learned the necessity of entertaining himself. His independence was evident at 3 years of age when he decided to stroll around Fremont by himself until he was found and returned to frantic parents.
Rheumatic Fever slowed him down in 4th grade, causing him to miss a semester of school. During that time, his love of building model airplanes grew, and culminated in a collection of over 3,000 plastic model kits. He became known to other serious modelers as the guy who probably had the kit someone was looking for, or knew about a plane, tank, or battle in World War II. His knowledge of world history and geography always amazed his wife.
Animals brought out the soft, tender side of Bill. He was never without a dog and loved them like people. They were his “babies”, and he felt a strong need to protect and care for as many as he could. A stray cat that he rescued in a rainstorm presented him with 5 kittens. Bill was overjoyed and commented, “I had to wait 70 years to see this!” It was one of the most miraculous things Bill had ever experienced.
His 6 years in the U. S. Army, including active duty and reserve, was a high point for Bill. He enjoyed 2 years in the Philippines with opportunities to travel to other countries during his breaks from military intelligence responsibilities.
The love and pride Bill felt for his sons and grandchildren was evident to anyone patient enough to listen to his detailed description of each, which he shared at every opportunity. He loved having Brian or Wade call to ask his advice about cars. He was known to polish the car of his granddaughter while she was visiting with Grandma.
Nancy was the love of his life. Bill saw her at a neighborhood drug store and was determined to meet her, so managed to “overhear” her name at the pharmacy counter. After 56 years of marriage, he reportedly told a friend that Nancy was his “earth angel”. She will miss his hugs, his patient listening, his driving her places in bad weather and his willingness to run to the store if she needed something. (There was never a store he didn’t enjoy!)
Bill was an enigma. In his closet is a shelf, above which hangs a rifle, and on which sits an array of stuffed toy animals. Sometimes he seemed very tough, but inside he was as soft as those stuffed toys.
Thank you, Bill, for the things you taught us, the love you gave us and all the ways you took care of us. Your tasks are finished. It’s time to rest.