Bob was a hero long before September 11. About four years ago when I was picking up my daughter from the Epiphany School on East 22nd Street, I saw a truck that was on fire, rolling down Second Avenue. It was veering toward 22nd Street. Bob was at the school picking up his kids. He saw the truck; he ran to it, opened the door, looking for the driver, who had gotten out of the truck blocks away, when it first caught on fire. He turned the ignition off,the truck stopped and a tragedy was averted. There were many kids due to come out of school at that time. The truck could have crashed into parked cars on the block. He ran into that truck that was on fire and smoking profusely. He did not give a thought to his own safety. I was in awe of his response. I called his house that night to thank him for being a hero. I am so glad that I thanked him for that day. Thank you, Bob, for all the days that you did your job heroically. Rest in peace.
Maryellen Teaman, friend