Steve might not remember me by name – although we grew up in the Bronx and went to the same H.S. Norman Thomas. We were acquaintances from the neighborhood – we knew each other by face – we hung out in the same places and we saw each other on the #6 train. I remember meeting his wife Jovy through a mutual friend while they were dating and how much they were in love with each other. I remember when they got married and how radiant she looked. I had lost touch with Jovy, but always said an hello when we would see each other. I remember going to the Stickball tournaments with my Dad as I lived only 2 blocks from where it was held and remember seeing Jovy with the boys and Steve with Austin this past summer coaching him how to hit the ball and being amazed that his lil guy knew exactly what he was being taught. My heart goes out to Jovy and the boys along with his parents. I am truly saddened that their loss will have a great impact on their lives as well as the Bronx community as a whole. We will never forget u and your heroic efforts on that tragic day. May you rest in peace. Your Forever Friends, Debra Crespo (My Dad) Frank Crespo – The Bronx!
Original author: Debra Crespo [e-mail]