I worked in those towers until Jan. 2000 and then transferred to the Boston area. To this day I think about all of the people that I met and interacted with and wonder if they made it out. I didn't remember most of their names, but I can picture their faces. When I heard the news I felt helpless. Especially knowing that my co-workers whom most I consider friends were there that day. I have since transfered back to NYC and I pass the WTC site everyday. Everyday I make sure to say hello to my friends dad Stephen Morello, a guy that was the "cool dad" when I was in high school. Just the nicest guy in the world. And to John Rodak, the father of my Trans am love. When I was 13, he dated my sister and he drove a 78 Trans am. He would let me still in it all the time and take me for rides. He was like an older brother that I never had.
I have tears in my eyes as I write this.... They were both such important people in my life as I was young. They were working at the WTC in the towers next to my office and I never knew it. How wonderful it would have been to see them. I pray that I will continue to hear their voices in my mind every morning/afternoon as I say hello and then good bye to them as I travel past that site.

God Bless Steve Morello and John Rodak, I will never forget you and will always honor your memory.