Staten Island 9/11 Postcards Memorial
Wings of a Monument, Memories Soar
Queen Elizabeth II September 11 Memorial Garden
Conseleya 9/11 Memorial
Dewitt 9/11 Memorial
Montclair State University 9/11 Memorial
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Fair Haven 9/11 Memorial
Freehold Township 9/11 Living Memorial Tree Grove
Christopher Michael Mozillo Charitable Foundation
Every once in a while someone bigger than life comes along. Chris was the third such person I have known.
He was full of life. He never wasted a minute. He hardly slept; it was as if he knew he only had 27 years.
He was an avid skier in the winter and scuba diver in the summer. He played hard and he also worked hard.
He was a natural leader. He was in the process of taking over the leadership of our family. I was happy to have him do it. He was very protective of his family and friends. The proof of his character is the love of his friends. They all still visit and comfort us as they know Chris would want them to.
Chris had a strong Catholic education. He went to St. Charles Elementary School‚ Monsignor Farrell High School and St. John’s University. He will be forever loved and missed.
New York Times Portraits of Grief
Some people live life out loud. Christopher Mozzillo lived life out louder.
How to Stop Your Mom and Sister From Fighting at the Dinner Table: Take a fork, pretend to ram it in your forehead and shout, "You're driving me nuts!" Or bang your head against the wall, whimpering, "Help me, help me!"
How to Get Your Girlfriend out of the Ocean for Lunch: Roll her, soaking wet, up the sand, laughing as you yell, "Chicken cutlet here!" (Escort her to the showers, please.)
Cook only masterpieces. Ski only black diamond trails. Drink till someone else passes out first. Be president of your fraternity at St. John's, a king of the bar scene at the Jersey Shore, the best at trivia because you have a photographic memory.
Take the firefighter's exam at 18 and wait impatiently all those years, working as an environmental scientist, until you are called — finally! — at 25. Be so upbeat that, at 27, you think you know what the future holds: husband, father, upstate homeowner, lieutenant, captain, chief.
Love being in the fraternity known as Engine Company 55 in Manhattan's Little Italy so much that you come home to Staten Island boasting, "Today the captain let me hold the knob of the hose!"
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