As I am only 30 years old I never had the opportunity to meet Nile.
However, my grandfather not only knew Nile but they both went to law school at the U of I, were fraternity brothers/roommates, and dear friends. Grandpa corresponded with Nile and Nile's father throughout the war and the relationship with Nile's father continued beyond Nile's tragic end. From everything which Gramps told me Nile was as fine of person you'd meet...well spoken, intelligent, and incredibly modest. A man which he felt would have been the Governor of Iowa if not something more spectacular.
Gramps told me that Iowa Stadium would have been called Kinnick Stadium long before it was if it wasn't for the University respecting the wishes of Nile's father. You'll have to forgive me as I don't recall Mr. Kinnick's name but it was his desire not to have the stadium named in his son's namesake for a sacrifice which so many other twenty-somethings made.
One thing I am confident of is we would all be a lot better off if there were more Niles and Bills in this world but that's part of what makes them so special. Miss you Gramps and I look forward to someday spending football Saturdays with you again.