I knew Steve when we were kids growing up in Castle Hill in the Bronx. I also knew his parents and his brother. I say that I knew him because as is life, when we grow up sometimes we loose touch with the people we knew as kids. Steve was a great guy as a kid and from what I can see an even better adult. I can remember playing ball with him and all the great times we had. He also played little league ball with my brother Jimmy. Being that we lost touch, I didn’t even know he was a Firefighter and that he was tragically lost in the 9/11 attack. My mother told me when she saw his name on the news after his memorial service. I regret not having the honor to have stayed in touch with him and his family after all these years. My heart goes out to them. My faith tells me that Steve is with God now and hopefully looking down on us from a better place.