the World Trade Center collapsed, four DC 37 members were killed, including an
OTB Clerk, a Chaplain and two Paramedics from the Fire Department.
Betting Clerk, Local 2021
Of the 2,801 people who died in the World Trade
Center, four were members of District Council 37. Betting Clerk Chet Louie worked
nights as a member of Off Track Betting Employees Local 2021 and days at Cantor
Fitzgerald, the investment firm that occupied five floors at the top of the North
Tower. The brokerage lost 685 employees Sept. 11, including Mr. Louie.
other DC 37 members fell in the line of duty. New York City Fire Dept. Chaplain
Father Mychal Judge, 68, died just after he gave last rites to a Firefighter.
Paramedics Carlos Lillo, 37, and Ricardo Quinn, 40, were two of the eight Emergency
Medical Service workers wholike
hundreds of Firefighters and Police Officersran
into the towers to rescue others but did not make it out alive.
Father Mychal F.
Chaplain, Local 299
as Chaplain to the FDNY in 1992, "Father Mike" earned a deeply felt
affection from the Firefighters he served. He often ate dinner at Engine Co. 1across
West 31st Street from St. Francis Church.
"He had a wonderful personality
- compassionate and funny. He tried to connect with everyone he met," said
Fire Captain Brenda Berkman, who got to know him after she was assigned to the
31st St. station in 1994.
Father John Delendick, a fellow Chaplain, recalls
his friend fondly: "Every Thursday he walked from St. Francis to Coney Island,
making various stops along the way. He always made the same lunch at our rectory,
a peanut butter sandwich. He was famous for so many thingshis
late night phone calls, his sayings, like "What are you worried about? God's
Father Judge was active with AA and helped many Firefighters
who had alcohol problems. Father Peter Brophy of St. Francis Church recalls that
in the mid-'80s, "He set up a ministry for people with AIDS and provided
them with whatever they neededfood,
clothes, visits, the sacraments."
Firefighter Tom Ryan said that
Father Mike offered support to people when it mattered. The Franciscan Friar opened
the doors of St. Francis Church to DIGNITY, a group of gay activists in the Catholic
Church, at their time of need.
Mr. Ryan learned of his death one-half
hour after he got to the disaster site. "To be told Father Judge was dead
and inside St. Peter's Church was like getting hit with a baseball batit
was a symbol of how bad the day would be," he said.
On 9/11, Father
Delendick was given his friend's white helmet. "He had to die. It would have
destroyed him if he couldn't get involved with every family of every dead Firefighter."
Paramedic, Local 2507
Carlos Lillo came to New York City from Puerto
Rico at 15 with his parents, two brothers and two sisters.
a very caring individual. He was always concerned about others," said his
widow, Cecilia. His caring nature led him to his chosen career in the Emergency
Medical Service, and ultimately to his death.
The 37-year-old Lillo spent
17 years in the EMS. "He was very ambitious. He wanted to do as much as possible,"
says Mrs. Lillo. He was involved in hazardous materials training and was hoping
to take the exam for lieutenant.
Mr. Lillo achieved a piece of his American
dream when they purchased a new home in North Babylon. His other dream, unfulfilled,
was to start a family.
His legacy extends beyond the hometown street
renamed in his honor. After lobbying by Local 2507, the legislature and governor
enacted a law providing line-of-duty death benefits for Mr. Lillo and Ricardo
Quinn similar to those provided for Police Officers and Firefighters. While the
union is seeking to broaden the legislation, the legacy of this contribution is
gratifying to his widow. "This will make a difference in the future for other
Paramedics and EMTs and their families," she said.
was able to tell her husband that she was proud of the job he did. Now she finds
comfort in the fact that people around the world consider him a hero, too.
Paramedic, Lieutenant, Local 3621
At 40, Ricardo Quinn was 5 feet 9 inches
tall, stocky, strong and vivacious. As a carpenter, bouts of unemployment strained
his family finances. He studied for long hours to become an Emergency Medical
Technician and Paramedic and was advancing toward a physician's Assistant license
when he died.
After EMT school, Mr. Quinn chose to work in Brooklynin
Bedford Stuyvesant and at Woodhull Hospital. "He wanted to be where the action
was," says widow Virginia Quinn.
The Paramedic had an artistic side:
"He loved to draw and paint." He was famous for his life-size sand sculptures
at Jones Beach." she said.
His family was the core of his life.
He worked the night shift to be home for son Kevin, getting him off to school
and waiting for him when he came home. "He was a great father and a great
husband," says Mrs. Quinn. "His children were his life. He had many
dreams for their future. Now that two of his three sons are in college, he would
be so proud."
Mrs. Quinn is grateful for the support offered to
her and to Cecilia Lillo by Local 2507 and the union's EMS Memorial Foundation.
"From day one, in every way, they were there for us." Now, she travels
to Jones Beach, where she first met her husband. A tribute at the beach honors
his memory. "People write beautiful things in the memorial book," says
Mrs. Quinn. "It makes me feel good. They remember his sculptures and the
fun things he made. He had such talent." The Fire Dept. posthumously promoted
Mr. Quinn to the rank of Lieutenant.