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The Tale of Two Bills: William John Ashe and William M. “Whiskey Bill” Ash of Arroyo Grande by Toby A. Echelberry Among ...
06/24/2026

The Tale of Two Bills: William John Ashe and William M. “Whiskey Bill” Ash of Arroyo Grande by Toby A. Echelberry

Among the more intriguing mysteries found in the Arroyo Grande District Cemetery is the story of two men known simply as Bill. One was William John Ashe, whose surname was spelled with an “e.” The other was William M. Ash, better known to local residents as “Whiskey Bill.” Although they were separate individuals with different lives and reputations, their nearly identical names, their residence in the Arroyo Grande Valley, and the inconsistent spelling practices of nineteenth-century record keepers eventually caused their identities to become intertwined. Over time, local records, newspaper accounts, and historical references blended the two men into a single figure, creating a confusion that persisted for generations.

The confusion persisted for decades. In some records, a respected Arroyo Grande resident appeared to be the same man repeatedly arrested for drunkenness. In others, a local citizen was credited with military exploits that belonged to someone else entirely. The resulting historical portrait was contradictory and often impossible to reconcile. Only through careful examination of cemetery records, newspaper accounts, military documents and local histories has it become possible to separate the two Bills and restore their individual stories.

The challenge for modern historians lies in the fact that both men lived in the Arroyo Grande Valley during the late nineteenth century, both were commonly known as Bill, and both were veterans of the American Civil War. William John Ashe served in the Union Army, while William M. Ash served in the United States Navy. Adding to the confusion, both appeared in public records under the surname Ash. Clerks, census takers, newspaper editors, and government officials frequently spelled surnames phonetically, often recording the same individual under multiple variations throughout his lifetime. In this case, the distinction between Ash and Ashe was gradually lost, allowing the records of two separate veterans to merge into a single historical identity.

One of those men was William John Ashe, born in Pennsylvania in 1834. A veteran of the Union Army during the Civil War, Ashe eventually made his way to California and became part of the growing Arroyo Grande community. By the 1880s he had established himself in the fertile agricultural valley as a resident, landowner, and member of the local pioneer generation.

Unlike his counterpart, William John Ashe left behind a substantial family legacy that continued to influence San Luis Obispo County long after his death. He was married to Mary Ann Ashe (c. 1845–1924), who survived him by more than three decades. Following William John's death in 1892, Mary Ann managed the family's affairs and remained a respected member of the local community until her own death on December 5, 1924. Their son, William W. Ashe, carried forward the family's agricultural and business interests and remained active in the valley until his death on January 7, 1930. The family's influence continued into another generation through Roy Ashe, whose marriage to Pearl Harbison connected the Ashe family to the prominent Harbison family, one of the most influential pioneer families on California's Central Coast.

Like many nineteenth-century families, the Ashes also experienced personal tragedy. William and Mary Ann's son, Thomas E. Ashe, died in 1885 and was buried in the Arroyo Grande District Cemetery. His grave marker, like that of his father, bears the spelling “Ashe,” preserving an important piece of evidence that would later help historians distinguish William John Ashe from William M. Ash. William John Ashe died on July 9, 1892, and was laid to rest among the family he helped establish in the Arroyo Grande Valley.

The second Bill was William M. Ash, remembered throughout San Luis Obispo County as “Whiskey Bill.” Unlike William John Ashe, Ash's life was marked by adventure, military service, and personal hardship. A native of Philadelphia and a mariner by trade, he enlisted in the United States Navy shortly after the outbreak of the Civil War and served as an Ordinary Seaman. His service placed him in Union naval operations along the Atlantic coast, including the campaign against Fort Fisher, North Carolina, one of the Confederacy's most important coastal strongholds.

Although later remembered locally for his struggles with alcohol, Ash was also remembered for his courage during the war. According to an 1898 Arroyo Grande newspaper account, he had once possessed a handsome gold medal reportedly awarded by Congress in recognition of his bravery during the Fort Fisher campaign. By the time of his death, however, the medal had disappeared. Members of Colonel Harper Post of the Grand Army of the Republic publicly appealed for information concerning its whereabouts, hoping to recover the decoration and forward it, together with his discharge papers, to his sister in Philadelphia. Local veterans believed the medal should be preserved as a lasting reminder of what one newspaper described as “what Bill was once.”
Following the war, Ash settled in the Arroyo Grande Valley, where he acquired land and worked clearing the dense monte that covered portions of the region. Contemporary accounts described him as an exceptionally hard worker, often accepting whiskey in exchange for his labor. Over time, his struggles with alcohol earned him the nickname “Whiskey Bill.” Local newspapers occasionally reported his arrests for vagrancy, drunkenness, and other minor disturbances, preserving a public image that often overshadowed his military accomplishments.

Unlike William John Ashe, whose descendants remained active in the Arroyo Grande community for generations, William M. Ash appears to have lived a much more solitary existence. Surviving records document a sister living in Philadelphia, but little evidence has surfaced regarding a wife or children in California. As a result, much of his story survives through newspaper accounts, military records, and the efforts of local historians rather than through a large family network. Yet even as his fortunes declined, fellow veterans never forgot his service. The search for his missing medal years after his death stands as evidence that the community remembered not only the troubled man he became, but also the courageous sailor he had been during the Civil War.
The century-long confusion surrounding the two Bills ultimately came down to something as simple as nineteenth-century penmanship. Government clerks, census takers, newspaper editors, and record keepers routinely dropped the “e” from William John Ashe's surname, recording him instead as William J. Ash. Because both men answered to Bill, both were Union veterans, and both lived in the same small corner of the Arroyo Grande Valley, local records gradually began blending their identities and accomplishments.

For decades, it appeared that the respected family man and farmer, William John Ashe, was the same individual whose name appeared in newspaper accounts involving local sheriffs A. J. McLeod and A. J. Van Marter, arrests, and periods of confinement in the county jail. At the same time, the historical record mistakenly credited Ashe with naval exploits and wartime honors that rightly belonged to William M. “Whiskey Bill” Ash. What emerged was a single, impossible figure; a pioneer farmer, family patriarch, decorated sailor, and local troublemaker all rolled into one.

There is one final irony to the tale of the two Bills. Although historians have worked to separate their identities and restore their individual stories, William John Ashe and William M. “Whiskey Bill” Ash remain neighbors in death. Both men are buried in the Arroyo Grande District Cemetery in Arroyo Grande, California, the very place where much of the historical confusion surrounding their identities was eventually uncovered.

Today, the two veterans rest near one another on the same hillside overlooking the valley they once called home. William John Ashe lies within a multi-generational family plot alongside his wife, Mary Ann Ashe, and other members of the Ashe family whose legacy remained woven into the history of Arroyo Grande for generations. Nearby rests William M. Ash, remembered in the cemetery's Civil War veteran records as the Union sailor known to local residents as “Whiskey Bill.” Though their lives followed dramatically different paths, both men ultimately found their final resting place in the same cemetery, their graves separated by only a short distance and more than a century of historical confusion.

The truth, however, was far more compelling. There were two Bills. One left behind a family whose influence extended through generations of Arroyo Grande history. The other left behind a legacy of wartime courage, remembered by fellow veterans who sought to preserve the memory of his service long after his death. Today, through the work of historians and genealogists, both men can once again stand on their own merits, their stories separated and their identities restored.

In the end, the tale of two Bills is more than a story about mistaken identity. It is a reminder that local history often hinges upon the smallest details. In this case, a single letter; the “e” at the end of Ashe was enough to blur two lives, two veterans, and two legacies for more than a century.

Photo: Jim Gregory’s Blog

From SCHS President Jim Gregory.* * *Today is Juneteenth. This is how this day has been bought and paid for.• Arroyo Gra...
06/19/2026

From SCHS President Jim Gregory.

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Today is Juneteenth. This is how this day has been bought and paid for.

• Arroyo Grande’s Otis Smith earned the Medal of Honor at the Battle of Nashville in 1864. His regiment’s attack was made possible by an earlier attack, by what were called US Colored Troops, on the Confederate center. John Bell Hood, the commanding general, shifted his troops to the center in response. Smith's Oho regiment then overwhelmed the Confederate left, with our soldier seizing the 6th Florida's regimental colors, today in a state history museum.

The Confederate officer defending the center later commended the Black soldiers for the ferocity of their assault.

Arroyo Grande settler Adam Bair saw Black soldiers as they charged in the Civil War’s Battle of the Crater. They were supposed to lead the attack. Their commanding officer said “these men would March into Richmond if ordered.” Instead, at the bottom of the massive crater, created by a mine, the Black soldiers were preceded by White soldiers., who became completely disoriented. They were slaughtered like sheep.

• A San Luis Obispo soldier, Louis Hildenbrand, charged up Kettle Hill—“San Juan Hill”—in 1898 with Roosevelt’s Rough Riders. Their way was led by Black soldiers, the “Buffalo Soldiers.”

• Elizabeth and I once saw a Black college band banned playing on the steps of Saint Patrick's Cathedral. They were dressed in World War I uniforms. They were commemorating Black troops who had fought with such courage during the First World War. Over 170 received the Croix de Guerre from the French, who had begged Pershing for those soldiers, who’d been working as stevedores in the supply of Pershing’s White Doughboys. The 369th Infantry, the “Harlem Hellfighters,” received the Croix de Guerre as a unit. Two Black Doughboys earned the Medal of Honor—nearly a century later.

• My dad's job during World War II-- I grew up on Huasna Road--was to dispatch Black gasoline supply units to Omaha beach, where they were promptly stolen by Patton. They were part of the Red Ball Express, which kept combat troops supplied. When a Red Ball driver got tired, he learned, with the truck in motion, to switch seats with his passenger. Red Ball soldiers drove with dimmed headlights over treacherous roads, so they died going over cliffs or being hit by ground fire, and, yes, sometimes they fell asleep at the wheel.

At Verdun, the terrible 1916 battle that consumed hundreds of thousands of French and German soldiers, the route that French supply trucks took from Paris is marked by little monuments. The French call this road the Sacred Way.

A Red Ball driver, Medgar Evers, became a civil rights leader in the 1960s. He was assassinated in by a rifle shot in front of his wife, Myrlie, as he was coming home. She took over her husband's work, but it took thirty years to convict his killer. Evers was buried at Arlington, where every day you can see the tribute stones placed atop his tombstone.

Village of Arroyo Grande around 1907. The IOOF Hall on Bridge Street is in the center.
06/16/2026

Village of Arroyo Grande around 1907. The IOOF Hall on Bridge Street is in the center.

The South County Historical Society's Vivian Krug Cotton posted this wonderful photo of Branch Street and, of course, Mr...
06/03/2026

The South County Historical Society's Vivian Krug Cotton posted this wonderful photo of Branch Street and, of course, Mr. Nosypants (aka Jim Gregory) has been obsessed with it all day.

06/03/2026

The South County Historical Society's Vivian Krug Cotton posted this wonderful photo of Branch Street and, of course, Mr. Nosypants (aka Jim Gregory) has been obsessed with it all day.

Branch Street, Arroyo Grande. Look at those amazing cars!
06/02/2026

Branch Street, Arroyo Grande. Look at those amazing cars!

For Memorial Day: The B-17 pilot who, in 1944, saved the lives of two crewmen from the Central Coast.
05/25/2026

For Memorial Day: The B-17 pilot who, in 1944, saved the lives of two crewmen from the Central Coast.

For Memorial Day: How a Union soldier killed in the Shenandoah Valley in May 1862 helped to save our high school more th...
05/24/2026

For Memorial Day: How a Union soldier killed in the Shenandoah Valley in May 1862 helped to save our high school more than thirty years later.

SCHS President Jim Gregory loved the photo of Mat Chapek and the Arroyo Grande Boys' Band posted by Vivian Krug Cotton.A...
05/21/2026

SCHS President Jim Gregory loved the photo of Mat Chapek and the Arroyo Grande Boys' Band posted by Vivian Krug Cotton.

A few years ago, Gregory discovered a connection to Mat Chapek's son, Harry, along with a story to remember when you get past Gaviota Pass on your next trip South.

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Mat Chapek’s son, Harry, was a driver for the Arroyo Grande Trucking Company, which stood at the site of today’s Bank of America–the photo of the site is courtesy of the Martin family.

(That’s the old St. Patrick’s Catholic Church in the left background, built in the 1880s.)

Harry was driving near Elwood, just south of the Gaviota Pass, and less than an hour north of another beautiful California place, Santa Barbara, when a horse threw three little girls and galloped out into the highway directly in front of Chapek’s truck.

The impact killed the horse and the truck veered into a tree, where it caught on fire. Chapek was stuck in the cab, which in turn was buried by vegetable crates.

But that night there was a PTA meeting at the Elwood School, which is still there today, and a parent and a janitor ran out to the truck, dragged Chapek out–he was waving his arm out the cab window–and knocked the fire down with two of the school’s fire extinguishers.

Four years later, a Japanese submarine shelled Ellwood.

Six years later, a German artillery battery, covered by dense fog, fired a barrage that landed on the 81st’s “A” Company; it was probably the devastating explosion of .88 shells that killed Chapek, awarded a Bronze Star and a Purple Heart.

Growing up, he was the best friend of our neighor George Shannon, who farmed near us in fields along Huasna and Branch Mill Roads, peppers and string beans and I think Brussels sprouts, among other crops. Mr. Shannon was an admirable man.

Because of George Shannon, I have “adopted” Sgt. Chapek’s grave at the American Cemetery at Henri-Chapelle, Belgium.

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