My son Bill was a member of the NYC Fire Department for three years. He was referred to as Super Probie at his Ladder Company 21. He rode to work on his bicycle to and from his home in Bayside to NYC-17 miles. He was happy and so proud to be a firefighter and helping people was his great joy. Bill’s grandad was a fireman for 25 years and Bill grew up admiring his heroism.
Bill was a man’s man as the expression goes. But his sister‚ Ginny‚ and I know him as a loving‚ strong and gentleman. He simply loved and cared deeply for his son Billy Lee-age 11. The would go go-carting‚ ball playing‚ build a treehouse‚ hike and go tubing‚ as well as run with Puller Big Bill’s 8 year old Rottweiler. In fact‚ Bill made a cart so Puller could give rides to the children in the neighborhood.
He was morally and physically strong with a wonderful sense of humor and smile that showed truth. He enjoyed watching the Simpsons with his son. Only those closest to him knew his passion for cartooning. We knew he was really talented‚ but shy. His hobbies included working out to keep in shape and working on automobilies and drag race when the spit moved him. He gave up skydiving and motorcycling when he became a parent: too dangerous a pastime.
Writing about my son is so easy because he was just a really good person. His loss is my never-ending loss of an only son. There will never be another one like Bill and we are all heartbroken. He is forever in our memory. His advice was always take the HIGH ROAD; he himself took the high road straight to heaven.