I posted here once before but each year that goes by I can’t help but think of Lt. Crisci along with the other 342 firefighters and so many other first responders and those civilians who all paid the ultimate price.

I have never made it to New York City but part of me wants too, if only to see the firehouse where he worked and to pray at ground zero.

I will never ever forget this horrible loss and suffering of human life at the hands of 19 terrorist, still to this day. May God bless all firefighters, police officers and other first responders.

My prayers are with you and your
family---
I am a Crisci that has family in
Pennsylvania where my grandparents
settled from Naples,Italy. I would
like to keeps in touch with you in
some way. Please call me at 901-398-5388 (in Memphis,TN)
Thank you for your hero,John Crisci.

Joan

My thoughts and prayers are often with Lt. John Crisci and his family, having met him a year before 9-11 during a haz-mat training class in Philadelphia.

I was invited by John to ride with Haz-Mat Co. 1 and was to make arrangements with his battalion chief to ride but unfortunately that ride never took place as both John & his battalion chief perished on that fateful day.

It is nearly 10 years now since the events of 9/11. This past weekend I had the honor of riding in the 9/11 America's motorcycle ride. We visited each of the crash sites durin the ride. All riders (estimated at nearly 2,800) were given a card of a person lost at one of the sites. I received the honor of getting Lt John Crisci's, NYFD card. The moment I read his rank and employer I welled up with so many emotions.

I was in the military when 9/11 happened. Within 2 weeks of the event I was deployed to support the Afghanistan campaign. I then deployed back over less then a year later to support the Iraq invasion. Now retired from the military I work as a systems engineer. But not being happy with just working by day I am now a volunteer Fire Fighter and EMT.

The honor of riding in John Crisci's memory was a life changing experience. I will continue to ride each year now in the 9/11 America's ride and always carry the card with me while on my motorcycle.

If John's family see these words please know I am so honored to represent his memory and what he stood for.

Bill

For some unknown reason, my husband and I woke up early on 9/11/01 (5:30 PST) and witnessed the attacks from 3000 miles away as they happened. As we watched the Fire Department arrive at the World Trade Center and as the scope of what was happening began to sink in, I prayed and prayed for them to not go in, to please wait until they had more information, but I knew full well nothing could not have stopped them. And mixed with my fear, I felt pride.

I do not know if people really realize the bravery and courageous nature of these men and women. I don’t think they do. I believe I know because my father is a 30-year veteran of the Seattle Fire Department. I knew the kind of men who, when on their way home and the alarm sounded, turned around and responded. I knew the kind of men who were climbing those stairs. I finally realized that what I was seeing were the faces of the men I had so admired while growing up; happy, funny, family men who, when the situation arose, put on their game face and were brave beyond belief. I was seeing my Dad.

Shortly after the attacks on 9/11, I purchased and received a bracelet with the name of Firefighter Lt. John A. Crisci, FDNY Haz-Mat 1. I wore Lt. Crisci’s bracelet on the First Anniversary of the attacks and again today. The rest of the year it sits next to a candle on our mantel. Today, I looked up Lt. John Crisci’s name on the Internet and came across a letter from his brother, Leonard. I had to laugh when he describes Lt. Crisci’s response, "What's the big deal", after having saved a child from certain death and was reminded about when I would have dinner at my Dad’s station. An alarm would sound and as they left he would say, “Be back in a minute”, making light of what was so admirable. A certain nonchalance. His brother also mentions Lt. Crisci’s wife and sons. My heart goes out to them and their loss which I cannot even begin to comprehend. He truly was a hero and example to us all of what a man should be.

We take the time to remind our sons of the ultimate sacrifice and bravery of Lt. Crisci and the other men who lost their lives that day, as well as saying our prayers for the surviving firefighters who continue to put their lives on the line to protect New York City and all other parts of the world. When his brother states he wants everyone to remember what John for what he stood for, which is family, my message to him is - every night he is in our prayers when we give hugs and kisses before bed. And we never forget to say I love you.

Although I did not know Lt. John Crisci, I wish to say "thank you". I know many lives were saved on that day. I hope that the family of Lt. John Crisci find peace and comfort in knowing that we will not forget.