Some
of DC 37's bereaved families tell of the lives of their spouses, brothers, sisters
and children who were killed when the World Trade Center collapsed.
Alan Feinberg
The last time Harold Fein-berg, a retired member of Motor Vehicle Operators Local
983, and wife, Sylvia, saw their son was in late August 2001. "Alan showed
up with a big bag of corn and tomatoes," said Mrs. Feinberg. "He knew
I loved those tomatoes and the corn from New Jersey, and he asked me to share
it with his sister."
On the morning of Sept. 11, Firefighter Alan
Feinberg raced from Ladder Co. 4, Battalion 9, in midtown, to save lives amid
the raging inferno at the World Trade Center. He was never heard from again.
Ladder Company 4 lost 15 Firefighters that morning. Alan Feinberg was 49 years
old.
"Alan died doing what he loved to do," said his sister,
Elene Kuskin, a member of Communications Workers of America Local 1180. His niece,
Robin Kuskin, works at the Health Dept. and is a member of DC 37's Local 154.
A native New Yorker, Alan Feinberg graduated from Brooklyn's Lafayette High
School, where he lettered in track. After high school, Mr. Feinberg attended Queens
College for two years, and then decided to become a Firefighter.
Alan
is survived by his wife and two children who live in Marboro, N.J. "They
held a memorial service for him at the synagogue there, and 1,800 people showed
up," says Sylvia proudly. "Alan was very popular in the community. He
coached soccer and other sports." People in his old Bensonhurst neighborhood
held another memorial service.
"Alan had a wonderful sense of humor,"
said Ms. Feinberg. "He was the best son a mother could have. Every day, I
cry a little."
— Alfredo Alvarado
Andrew Joseph Bailey
Four months after Alma Douglas's son perished in the 9/11 disaster, a package
from the Police Dept. arrived at the family's home. It contained information her
ambitious son Andrew had requested on how to become a Police Officer.
Andrew Joseph Bailey, 29, is survived by a 9-year-old daughter, Veronica Tatyana.
He was the security supervisor for an investment firm, Marsh and McLennan Advantage
Security, on the 93rd floor of Tower 1.
His mother has worked as a Medical-Surgical
Technician at Metropolitan Hospital for the last 14 years and is a member of Municipal
Hospital Employees Local 420.
"He was a pleasant young man, full
of life," she said. "He loved to play basketball and watch sports on
TV. He also was interested in computers."
Ms. Douglas was born in
Jamaica, West Indies, as was Andrew's father. Andrew came to the United States
at 14. After graduating from high school, he joined the Army. He returned to civilian
life in 1991 when he was 19.
"He was a wonderful son who was very
concerned about me," Ms. Douglas said. "We were so close."
—
Walter Balcerak
Dominick Pezzulo
Jean-ette Pezzulo met her husband Dominick while they were attending Herbert Lehman
High School in the Bronx. Although they knew each other from the neighborhood
and school, they didn't start dating until they finished high school.
Ms. Pezzulo, now a School Aide and Local 372 member at Lehman, was struck by how
considerate Dominick was during their first date. "We went to the World Trade
Center," she recalled. "We were by the water fountain and he was concerned
that I might get wet. That impressed me."
Dominick A. Pezzulo also
returned to his alma mater to teach auto repair, math and computer technology.
During the weekends, he indulged his interest in airplanes at a nearby aeronautics
school. "He loved to work on his Porsche too," said Ms. Pezzulo of the
sports car that he was restoring.
After seven years as a teacher, Mr.
Pezzulo became a Port Authority Police Officer. He was stationed at the Port Authority
Bus Terminal.
Mr. Pezzulo was on his new job only13 months when he received
the urgent telephone call on Sept. 11. He and other officers commandeered a city
bus and raced downtown to the World Trade Center, where he died. A total of 37
PAPD officers were lost in the disaster. Mr. Pezzulo was 36 years old. He left
behind a 7-year-old son and 4-year-old daughter.
Officer Pezzulo was
killed by falling debris from the towers as he tried to rescue his fellow officers.
"Just remember me, I died trying to save you guys," were his last words.
—
Alfredo Alvarado
Sushil
Solanki
The loss of computer operator Sushil Solanki weighed
all the more heavily on his survivors because Mr. Solanki was such a "devoted
family man," said his sister-in-law, Neena Solanki.
"Some days
it's better than others, but they're handling it the best they can," said
Neena Solanki, speaking of her sister and her 4-year-old nephew, Brandon.
Mr. Solanki, 35, was born in India and lived on Staten Island with his family.
"Sushil always looked forward to going to the movies with his family and
enjoyed playing cricket with his friends," she said.
Sushil Solanki
worked for more than 12 years at the Cantor Fitzgerald firm on the 103rd floor
of Tower 1. He was one of the 658 Cantor Fitzgerald employees who died Sept. 11,
accounting for almost a quarter of the total 2,801 dead at the World Trade Center.
The friends and families of the Cantor Fitzgerald employees suffered immensely,
but they have also set an example of strength over the past year.
"The
family is hanging in there," said Ms. Solanki, an employee in the Workers'
Compensation Division of the city Law Dept. and a member of Accountants, Actuaries
and Statisticians Local 1407.
—
Alfredo Alvarado
Nicole Lindo
She worked at a Citibank site uptown, not in the World Trade Center. But on the
fateful day when the buildings crumbled, Nicole Lindo went to a meeting at the
bank's office on the 105th floor of Tower 1.
Later, when he heard the
news, her husband Derick went to search for her at downtown hospitals. She was
never found.
The Lindos were looking forward to celebrating their 10th
wedding anniversary this year with a trip to the Caribbean. She left two sons,
Duryel, 9, and Deyvon, 6.
Ms. Lindo, 30, was a financial analyst. She
had graduated from John Jay College with a degree in criminal justice and aspired
to become a lawyer.
"Nickie was my niece, but she was like a daughter
to me," said Emma Hicks, a Clerical Associate who has worked for the Fire
Dept. for 30 years and is a Local 1549 shop steward.
"Nickie was
a very nice person," she said. "She had a beautiful home in Brooklyn.
She worked hard for her family. She had a lot going for her."
Ms.
Hicks said her son Timothy is still in therapy trying to cope with the loss of
his cousin. "He just can't accept the fact that she's gone," she said.
On a Wednesday, just a week before Sept. 11, Ms. Hicks' fiancé Wesley
said, "Let's go visit Nickie."
"I'm so glad we did," she
said. "It was the last time I saw her."
She sadly adds: "We
just have to accept it, even though no body was recovered. It's hard to accept
the way she went out - just ashes to dust."
—
Walter Balcerak
Paul Salvio
Paul Salvio was considering not going to work on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001.
The 27-year-old commodities clerk and Brooklyn native had a doctor's appointment
that Tuesday.
"But he decided to go in for a half day," said
his mother Rose Marie Giallombardo, a School Aide at PS 104 and a member of Local
372. "He wanted to make sure his work was done and not have his
co-workers
have to do it."
In the family backyard in the Midwood section of
Brooklyn, Salvio developed a passion for basketball. "The yard was always
full with kids from the neighborhood playing ball. He loved basketball and music.
He was just a great kid."
After high school, Mr. Salvio began his
career at Morgan Stanley at 5 World Trade Center, where he witnessed the 1993
bombing of the TwinTowers and worked his way up to commodities trader.
"He
liked to call me from work and disguise his voice," said his mother. "Even
though he was my oldest son, he always fooled me."
On Sept. 11,
Mr. Salvio was in his fifth year at a new firm, Jack Carl Futures on the 92nd
floor of Tower 1. He never made it to the doctor. All 69 employees of the firm
perished in the attack. His body was never recovered.
"I'm glad
that Paul's still remembered and grateful for this tribute," said Ms. Giallombardo.
— Alfredo Alvarado