We played a lot of ball down at 51’s schoolyard on 5th avenue…
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(Image compliments of Chris Johnson)
On the morning of Tuesday, September 11, 2001 I was driving to class at Central Michigan University.
It was between 8:30 and 9. The sun was shining, the sky was clear and there was a cool breeze in the air.
My wife Mary called me. It should be mentioned she was calling from work, we shared a cell phone. I thought it was an odd time for her to call.
“They bombed the World Trade Center,” she told me.
As I was driving, thinking about my next class, I really didn’t understand what she meant.
“WHAT?” I answered.
She said terrorists hijacked airplanes and crashed them into the World Trade Center.
No way, I thought to myself. When I lived at 228A Prospect Park West, from my rooftop I could easily see the Towers along with the Statue of Liberty.
When I arrived at the building where my class was located, there were a group of students watching a television mounted to the wall, CNN was showing live video of the towers on fire. 8:46 a.m. was when the first plane slammed into the North Tower.
Two planes would be crashed into the North and South Towers. The South Tower was hit at 9:03. Within an hour and 42 minutes, both 110-story buildings came crashing down.
It was a terrifying image, one I will never forget.
There were nearly 3,000 people killed that morning, Captain Vincent Brunton of Truck Company Ladder 105, was one of them. Vinny was one of the best from our neighborhood, he was on the job in the World Trade Center doing his job…saving people. Rushing into a burning building to save people when the people are trying to get out. The ultimate sacrifice.
Vinny attended Holy Name grammar school and Bishop Ford High School. He was an excellent athlete too. I recall watching him run point guard in the schoolyard during the summer league. Loved his passion playing football for Farrell’s down at Farragut Road.
RIP Vinny. (Jan. 2, 1958-Sept. 11, 2001)
Working with teenagers and having a 20 year-old daughter I am always reading and talking to people about the way America is raising their kids.
Here’s an interesting article below. Click on the link…
“They can get warmth from their teachers, from their friends’ parents, but they can only get structure from parents,” Damour said in a conversation with Kevin Delaney, Quartz’s editor-in-chief, at Quartz’s New York office on July 26, 2017.
Wanted to pass along birthday wishes to my main man, Matt Long.
Matt attended Bishop Ford back in the day. Pretty good ball player – went on to play at Iona College.
One of the most inspiring dudes I know. Keep kickin’ ass!
BTW, I highly recommend his memoir, “The Long Run.”
From Glenn Thomas:
I received information from Pete Iulo regarding Rich Ferraiolo’s funeral. I would like to thank Pete for his hard work in helping Rich receive a dignified ceremony and send off.
There will be a Funeral Mass for Rich Ferraiolo at Holy Name of Jesus RC Church on Saturday September 14th at 10 am.
A small reception will follow Mass in Shepherd’s Hall (Old Lower Church) just underneath the main church.
A GoFundMe page is in the process of being set up to help defray the cost of Rich’s funeral expenses. The GoFundMe site will be ready to go soon. I would ask that if you could please spread the word to people that would like to attend Rich’s Mass and/or would perhaps like to help with a donation in the not too distant future?
I want to thank you all in advance for your kindness and generosity.
James Clear posted this message earlier today on social media:
We need to release the social expectation to be everywhere.
There are too many inboxes: Text Email Twitter replies & DMs Instagram comments & DMs Facebook Messenger
More ways to communicate does not always lead to better communication.
And why not add “Container Diaries” blog as another tool to communicate.
I miss the days of talking on the phone, hanging out on the street corner, Prospect park, Parkside and of course, the schoolyards around the neighborhood.
Face to face communication…that’s what I miss.
Received sad news last night.
One of the good guys from the neighborhood, Rich Ferraiolo passed away last night. He was 63.
For many years Richie lived on Prospect Avenue, a couple of doors down from the corner of 10th avenue and he also lived on 17th street. Rich attended Bishop Ford High School and was a huge sports guy. Dodgers, Packers and Lakers fan. Rich was always the first guy to have “Street & Smith’s” college basketball magazine. He later told me he would get a copy over in Manhattan before it arrived at Rae and Otto’s.
I will never forget when I graduated from Holy Name. I was in the schoolyard a couple of days after graduation and Richie walked by the yard, called me over and handed me a white envelope.
“This is for you,” he said.
I opened the envelope and there was a graduation card.
Inside the card was a ten dollar bill.
I thanked him and went back to playing ball.
That was June of 1978, 41 years ago. To this day I still remember Rich’s generosity.