For Rocco September 9, 2006Posted by daveintexas in honor.
I did not know him. I did not personally know anyone who was killed on Sept. 11, 2001.
We had such different lives. But some things we shared.
Rocco Medaglia and I, both a couple of married fellas. Both of us with two daughters.
I would have loved to hear him tell me about his girls. I go on about mine all the time. Baby stories to teenage blues. Fights. Drama. Making up.
Hugs and tears.
I cannot imagine the pain his girls, his wife Marian, daughters Diana and Elizabeth endured. First not knowing if he was gone.
Then knowing he was gone. Dear God.
A husband, and a dad.
Look at this big goober’s smile. Does he look like he’s having a good time or what?
Rocco was 49 years old on Sept. 11, 2001. I had just turned 42.
On Sept. 11, 2001, Rocco was in Tower One, supervising a construction job for Cantor Fitzgerald.
A plane was flown into Tower One and he was killed.
Marian said he had a way about him. I’ll bet he did.
That smile says a lot, doesn’t it?
My heart goes out to his girls tonight, to Marian, to Diana, and Elizabeth.
I am so sorry for your loss.
I lift up a prayer tonight for your comfort from that pain, for peace. For healing.
If you see this, I hope it brings a smile to your face. Rocco brought one to mine, he surely did.
Rocco, requiescat in pacem my friend.