He was a nice guy off the jet and we spent many enjoyable evenings together up in Minneapolis at the Greater Chicago bar and grill, however, he was a total jerk on the jet. My first day with him had us taking a pilot jumpseater from Memphis up to MSP. When we got off the bus, BM went immediately up the stairs and disappeared into the jet. It was then that the jumpseater, much senior to me, turned and asked me if I'd flown with Bill before. I told him "NO." He asked if I'd like a little advice, to make it easier on me (to fly with Bill), and of course I said "Yes." To which he replied "my advice to you is to start drinking heavily." And he was right. I never flew with him on the Boeing, but wasn't he the one who exchanged a pod engine oil pressure (or quantity) gauge with the #2 gauge, thereby screwing up the engine? Also, wasn't he the guy they locked in the rear end of one of the Falcons when he was a fairly new hire?