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or wherever you get your podcasts. Up next, an American story and an immigration story featured in the book Five Floors Up. by author Brian MacDonald. It's the story of New York's fire department as told through one family that served the department through four successive generations, the Fionn family. from the days just after the Hohstraun firetruck to the devastation of the 1970s when the Bronx was indeed burning.
To the unspeakable tragedy of 9-11 and beyond, a fian has worn the shoulder patch. of the FDNY. We start the story of this remarkable American family not in the beginning. But on september eleventh, 2001. Here is author Brian MacDonald.
The family gathering might have been a late summer barbecue. The evening was warm and the fading summer's air carried the scent of ocean salt. But there was nothing ordinary about this day. In the backyard Billy Feehan cupped his hand over one ear with his cell phone pressed to the other as F-16 fighter jets screamed overhead. He and his family had just arrived from Princeton, New Jersey, where they lived.
Three police departments, the Princeton Junction, the New Jersey State Troopers, and the NYPD had formed a relay team to escort them. to his sister and brother-in-law's house in Bell Harbor, New York. It was mid span on the Verrazano Narrows Bridge when Billy had his first glimpse of what was left of the World Trade Center. Even from that distance the enormity of it shocked him. The thick black smoke seemed to reach a mile into the sky.
John Feynman, Billy's brother, and Brian Davin, both firefighters, had just returned home from the Trade Center site. still wearing turnout gear. The cement dust that covered them gave their faces a ghostly white appearance, and her eyes were red from the acrid air, exhaustion, and tears. What they had just seen was beyond their understanding. A six inch shroud of dust covered the remains of the mighty World Trade Center.
Brian likened it to walking on the moon, but what he remembers most is not the deadly dust, the moonscape. or even the twisted steel girders. It is the sound of the firefighters got air-packed pass alarms, hundreds of them. Buried under a million tons of cement and steel that he can still hear in his mind today. On the phone with Billy was Henry MacDonald, his father's executive officer, sort of an aide to camp.
Henry had been the one to call Billy to tell him that his father, Chief William Feyen, had been killed in the attack. Billy wanted to get into the city to see his father's body. Though Manhattan was essentially sealed to traffic, he knew Henry could make it happen. Seventy-five years before the attack on the World Trade Center, Chief Fian's dad, William, was the first of the four generations of firefighters. William was born in 1891.
His parents were Julia and William Feehan Sr. and they had emigrated from Ireland like eight years before. They settled in a part of New York City called Long Island City. It was a rough and tumble working class neighborhood and William took on the attributes of the neighborhood in which he grew up. He was a tough kid.
He was the youngest of 10 children and the only one born in America. But as the youngest, he was especially attached to his mom. After the father left, the relationship with the mother grew even closer. And then Julia got sick. She developed cancer.
And William would dote on her for the rest of her life. But when she died, he found himself at 34, single and without a career. But as luck would have it, or divine intervention would have it, he would meet a woman named Catherine Cashman. Catherine would be the catalyst or the conduit for William's entry into the fire department. Catherine had a brother who was a priest in a local parish.
And her brother was not only a priest at the parish, but he was a part-time chaplain for the FDNY. You know, so it took William a long time to find his true calling. Once he walked into the firehouse, he knew what he wanted to do. You know, firefighters have this expression, it's called chasing fire. depict is that some firefighters are drawn to the action.
And the danger of the job more than others. And those firefighters are said to chase fire. In fact, I documented at least three times when he was hospitalized. from injuries in fires. One time he was actually so bad that he was given the last rates.
When they put him in the ambulance, everybody thought it was the last time they were going to see. William, but William would survive and perhaps miraculously he had a, you know, he was a really religious guy. he would go to church every morning and light a candle. And the story goes that when he was in the hospital, the nurse went to take off his scapular metal and scapular metal is like this little cloth Like some Catholics wear, it's like a badge of devotion. Nurse went to take Williams off.
And he practically jumped right out of the bed. Not all of William's stories were death-defying. One of the great joys I had in writing this book was listening to the family stories. And the next generations of firefighters. Firefighters are some of the best storytellers you'll ever meet.
Here's one. After a spate of deadly and spectacular theater fires across the country, mostly caused by the gas lamps of the day, New York City enacted regulations that required a uniformed fireman to be posted at all theater performances. For a busy fireman, theater duty was a chance to take a breather and see a show. One night in the early 1930s, William volunteered to do fire duty at a theater featuring an up-and-coming singer named Ella Fitzgerald. Noting their name, he told his pals he was in the mood to hear some good Irish music.
On another evening, the detail put him in an uptown opera house. The performance that night was by an Italian composer and set during the days of the Roman Empire. Just before the performance, several of the extras on the show called in sick with the flu. The director found himself in a real bind. When William arrived for work he saw his way out of it.
The local firehouse captain would do rounds each night to check on the firemen who were on theater duty. On this particular evening, the captain happened to be accompanied by his boss, the deputy chief. When they arrived at the opera house, William was nowhere to be found. As the search continued, the deputy chief became more and more aggravated. Where the hell is he?
the chief demanded of the captain. He must be somewhere, the captain answered. Fiam's a good man. It was at that point the captain's eyes fell on the performance. There he is, he exclaimed.
Where? The third Roman soldier on the left, he said, pointing at the back of the stage. The one with the spear. And you've been listening to author Brian McDonnell tell the story of the Feon family. Four successive generations served.
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You've probably seen it in the grocery store before. And if you've ever just walked past it, some people would say that's a huge mistake. Because this mayo is different. Most mayonnaise uses whole eggs. Cupie only uses egg yolks, which gives it this rich umami flavor.
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His book, Five Floors Up, is available at Amazon. at local bookstores or wherever you buy your books.
Now let's return to the story of the Fians through the Roaring Twenties and the birth of their son Bill. who would go on to lead. The FTNY.
So in 1929, Catherine would give birth to a baby boy, whom they called Bill, and six years later she'd give birth again to another boy, whom they named Jim, after Catherine's brother, the priest, Father Jim. Bill, the youngest boy, seemed ordained to be a firefighter right from the start. But Father Jim had other ideas. Father Jim was grooming Bill to be the next cardinal. He went to a high school called Cathedral in Brooklyn, which was a prep school for a seminary.
If you took the special courses offered by Cathedral, you were on a fast track to become a priest.
Now, Bill tells you that he would have become a priest. The way he puts it, he said he found out that girls in Bishop McLaughlin High School nearby were a lot more interesting than Gregorian chants, and he knew he wasn't going to be a priest. Very ambitious young man. At the time, it was unusual for a middle-class kid. He got a four-year degree in history from St.
John's. He could have been a college professor. He certainly could have been a teacher. But something called the Korean War began 6,000 miles away. Even though he was a college graduate, Bill joined the army and found himself on the Korean Peninsula.
He saw a lot of death and he saw a lot of misery in war, but he never ever talked about it. He was of that generation of men who didn't bare their souls about the things they saw in war. When he came out of the army, Almost immediately married his lifelong sweetheart, Betty Keegan, and he needed a job. At this point, he went back to his childhood love and wanted to become a firefighter. He wanted to follow his father's footsteps.
However, he needed to wait for the fire department exam, which was given only every four years.
Meanwhile, he was about to get married to his love Betty, and they wanted to start a family, so he needed a job. He joined something called the Fire Patrol, which was like a stepping stone to becoming a real fireman.
So there was a very fire known in history now as the Worcester Street Fire, occurred on Valentine's Day night, February 14th, 1958, while Bill was on the fire patrol. Inside the building, the heat felt to Bill like it was melting his skin. The odor surrounding him was a thick, toxic blend of burning rope, wood, tar, and chemicals. The room he entered contained heavy machinery, large bales of paper, and eight hundred pound rolls of twine. Fire patrolman Fiam took his covers and climbed the massive roll of twine.
At the top he was only a foot or so from the ceiling. he could see the smoke seeping through from the room above. After he finished covering the bale he went down for more covers. By then the street was filled with rigs and firemen. Hoses snaked into the building while water cannons fired at the top floors.
On the roof firemen used axes to hack holes for ventilation. Thick black smoke poured out of the openings they made. In less than half an hour the blaze had progressed from one alarm to four. Ten minutes later it would go to five.
Meanwhile the temperature outside began to plummet. Snow blew in icy gusts. Bill went up and down the stairs two more times. He felt a searing pain in his chest from the smoke. As the young fire patrolman started down again a fireman was standing on the third floor landing, putting on a mask and blocking the stairwell.
When he saw Bill, he stepped out of the door frame. You guys go ahead of me, he said. The next thing Bill heard was a deafening thunderclap. The last thing he remembered was the floor beneath him falling away. The rush of air caused by the collapse lifted him and blew him down the stairwell.
Screams from inside the building were so loud, people on the street heard them.
So, when Valentine's Day night turned to the next day, and Bill was supposed to be home that morning when the shift was over, he worked the overnight shift, and he didn't show up. She started to really get worried. And this, of course, was before cell phones, and he couldn't get to the phone. Four fire patrolmen were missing in the rubble. Two New York City firefighters were also missing.
So Bill had his hands full. He couldn't get to a phone. He couldn't call. Search continued for the other missing fire patrolman. The next evening, practically a whole day later, after he had gone to work, Bill finally walked into the apartment and Betty took one look at him and caught her breath.
And he went in and took the long, hot shower, and then he started getting dressed and walking out of the apartment again. And she goes, Where are you going? And he goes, I got to go back. And she said, you can't. And he said, I have to.
And he went back to the scene, and it'd take another whole day before they found the bodies of the other fire patrolmen. Dole would later joke. that uh the Holy Ghost blew him out of the building.
So on August 20th, 1958, a little more than two months after the Worcester Street Fire, Betty awakened in the early morning hours with severe contractions. When they arrived, the hospital lobby was empty save a Catholic nun at a telephone switchboard. Betty was in severe pain. The nun rushed to them. I've got her, she told Bill.
You take over the switchboard. You want me to do what? he asked. There's no one else here, he said.
Someone has to answer the phone. The nun took Betty by the arm and rushed down the hallway. For a moment Bill stood there wondering what had just happened. Then the phone started to ring. Misericordia, he said in a voice a bit unsteady.
How can I help you? Betty gave birth that morning to a healthy baby girl named Elizabeth Ann, the third generation of Elizabeths in the Keegan line. After a few years on the fire patrol, Bill retook the fire department's entrance exam. Once again, he aced the written and physical parts of the test. When he arrived for the eye examination the older gentleman administering the test seemed to Bill to be all business.
When he pressed his face to the machine he again had trouble making out the last line of the chart. He squinted as hard as he could to bring the final letter into view. It's either a C or an O, he said nervously. Has to be one of them, kid, the man said softly. Bill knew his future as a New York City firefighter hung in the balance.
He'd just turned thirty and the next time the test came around he might be too old to take it. Throughout his career in the FDNY, he would tell the story of that eye test often. He could never remember, however, which letter he picked. nor could he be sure that the letter he chose was actually the correct one. Betty and Phil were very social.
They used to like to get all dolled up and go into Manhattan to see a show or a play and have dinner at a nice restaurant. Betty also had a group of close-knit friends that she grew up with and stayed close into adulthood. And she had a quirky sense of humor, very outgoing, was always the life of the party. As a mom, too, she could be very adventurous. She was a horrible driver.
But that didn't stop her from taking the kids on these extended road trips. She'd find the destination of some odd event happening and she'd put the kids in the car and drive them all the way to Jersey. One time they went to see how police dogs had trained and she had to go all the way from Queens to New Jersey, which is an arduous trip. After she got pregnant with Liz, she developed postmortem depression, and it got only worse with each subsequent pregnancy. It got so bad by the time she had Tara, who was the fourthborn.
children. Uh she had to be hospitalized. And somehow Bill, even though he had a big job, You know, he was already climbing the ladder of the department. He'd cook dinner for the kids or drop them off at the grandparents or bring them to soccer or twirling practice and then go. You know, be a captain in a very busy firehouse, and he somehow kept it all together.
But then an event had that really sent Betty into an incredibly dark downward spiral. She had a baby they named Michael. When he was about four months old, he developed a condition that needed an operation. It wasn't that severe of an operation, but it would require him to go under general anesthetic, and Michael never woke up on the operating table. Vetty was devastated.
Bill was so devoted to his wife, he waited on her hand and foot, but he had no answer for this depression his wife was in. And the pressure on him was so severe, he developed these headaches that were so intense that he would vomit from them. Yet somehow he kept the family together and continued an unprecedented climb up the ladder at the FDNY. And you're listening to the story of the Fionn family, as told by author Brian McDonald, and his book is Five Floors Up. Pick it up.
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That's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try Cupie Mayo. Yeah, it's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle. You've probably seen it at the grocery store. And this mayo is different. Mm-hmm.
Most mayonnaise uses whole eggs. Cupie only uses egg yolks, which gives it this rich umami flavor. It's smoother, deeper, almost buttery. Once people try it, they start putting it on everything: egg sandwiches, fries, burgers. Chefs use it, restaurants use it, people who really care about flavor use it.
Put it on just about anything. Then you'll understand. Cupie, the original Japanese mayonnaise. And we're back with Our American Stories and with author Brian McDonald. The 1970s were a tough time in New York City.
Let's find out how it affected the FDNY. The 1970s and the New York City Fire Department are known as the war years. You might have heard the expression the Bronx is burning.
Well, that's when the Bronx was burning during the war years. And it wasn't only the Bronx, it was Harlem, it was the Lower East Side, it was parts of Brooklyn, all inner city neighborhoods that were laid waste by arson, neglect, malfeasance on the part of city leadership. I interviewed Tom Von Essen. who was the fire commissioner during 9-11, but he was a firefighter in the South Bronx during the 70s. And he told me that dispatch used to warn the fire trucks out on a run not to stop at other fires on the way to the fires they were sent to fight.
In Harlem, because of equipment shortage and everything, the expression was, all you needed was sneakers and a raincoat to be a firefighter in Harlem. Bill's firehouse was no different. The neighborhood that his firehouse was lined with these five-story tenement buildings. If you ask a New York City firefighter, they'll tell you that the fires in tenement buildings are the hardest to fight. Wooden structures, narrow hallways, lots of windows, lots of people usually, and they're made out of wood.
So the tinder boxes, they go up like a matchbook. Firefighters and Bill's engine companies used to say every time they got a call in a tenement fire, it was always on the top floor and the way in the back of the building, like the hardest place to reach for the crew.
So they came up with this expression: five floors up in five rooms deep. That became rallying cry and the title of my book, Five Floors Up. because they go anywhere the fire took them. Like most firefighters with families, Bill had to moonlight. No firefighter could raise a family just on a firefighter salary, and Bill was no exception.
For most of the beginning of his career, he taught in the New York City school system. He was a great teacher. But in the early 70s and the late 80s, New York City ran out of money and they stopped the substitute teacher program. And Bill was out of a moonlight job and he needed one badly. He had three kids in college at the time.
His neighbors in Flushing was a man named Eddie Brady, who was a detective in the New York City Police Department. And Eddie was working hotel security for Harry and Leona Helmsley, owners of, among other things, the Helmsley Palace in New York.
Now, years before Donald Trump, Harry Helmsley was the preeminent real estate mogul in New York City. But it was Leona who would wrestle the Donald for the front page of the New York Post. Page six dubbed her the Queen of Mien. She was so notoriously bad to her employees that a staff at her mansion in Connecticut would call the staff at the hotels when Leona had left for the city to warn them, right? In time, he would realize that Leona was just a sad, sad, lonely woman.
Bill would end up working for Leona for 20 years. All the Fian kids would work for her as bellhops and waitresses in the hotel restaurants. Bill would often remind them that it was Leona who paid their college tuition. After 20 years of working for Leona Helmsley, she threw them a cocktail party. Things didn't work out as nicely for her in her later years.
Rudy Giuliani was then the U.S. Attorney in the Southern District of New York, and he prosecuted her on tax evasion and fraud. She ended up spending 18 months in jail. Was sentenced to 750 hours of community service, which ballooned to 900 hours of community service after the judge found out. that Leona was using her staff to do some of the court-ordered work.
Both saw a lot of changes from the 1950s to the 1990s, including the first female firefighters as well as the first African-American commanders. He would always say it wasn't brawn or even brains that were the main ingredients of a good firefighter, but heart. When Bill had time to get home and see his dad, the two of them would sit and talk fire, as they called it. Bill loved and revered and respected his father. Sadly, William Patrick Feynman, Bill's dad, died on February 2, 1975.
Emphysema risked it as the cause of death on his death certificate. He never smoked in his life. In the 1980s, crime was out of control and New York took on the name Fierce City. Police and firefighters became targets as they ran towards the disaster, whatever it might be. Bill continued his rise through the ranks and on August 19, 1991, Mayor David Dinkins promoted him to chief of the department.
He was only the twenty fourth man to hold that position. Two years later, on February 23, 1993, two Jordanian nationals drove a rental truck filled with 1,300 pounds of urea nitrate. into a sub-basement garage of the North Tower of the World Trade Center. They blew a six-story crater in the building. who would be a harbinger of what was to come.
On June 14, 1996, Bill stood in the kitchen of his house and flushing with the rotary phone in his hand. His eyes shone with tears. Outside the kitchen window, the first light of the day began to filter through the leaves of the oak tree that stood next to the house. For months, Betty had been in and out of the hospital, progressively getting worse. By then the kids were out of the house and on with their lives, and aside from the squirrels, Bill spent much of his time there alone.
He clicked the cradle on the phone and dialed his best friend Henry McDonald's number. Betty's gone, he said into the receiver. Bill's wife had spent her last days in St. Clair's Hospital in the Hell's Kitchen section of Manhattan. had fussed over Betty so many times when she was hospitalized, making sure she had what she needed.
and that her room was tidy.
Sometimes they'd go to see her alone. But other times he came with the children. Afterwards he'd take the kids to the Woodside Steakhouse in Queens, where the Irish waitresses fussed over them. Right to the end Bill was crazy about Betty, and she was crazy about him. Ultimately, there was nothing he could do to save her.
Betty was 62 when she died. It was a great loss to Bill. and he threw himself into his work. There was always the work. the firefighters and the department.
Meanwhile, his son John took the test for the FDNY on January 17, 1995 and aced it, becoming a valedictorian of his Academy class. First Deputy Commissioner Bill Feehan handed his son the award. Bill knew the sacrifice and risk it took to become a New York City firefighter. He had to write far too many obituaries for fallen firefighters. In one he wrote, The truest kind of love is to lay down your life for another, but the purest form of love is to cherish each other every day.
Never leave a moment's doubt that you love with your whole heart and soul.
Well, first deputy commissioner Bill was instrumental in getting better and safer equipment, refitting firehouses, upgrading computer systems via data sharing, and overall improvement of the quality of life for his firefighters. He once said, no matter what we do, no matter how well we train, no matter how good our equipment is, no matter how hard we try, no matter what, the time will come when we will lose another firefighter. Even before September 11th, 2001 was a deadly year for the New York City Fire Department. A fire in a hardware store in Queens on Father's Day killed three elite firefighters. Then on August 28th, 2001, a 27-year-old Probe firefighter named Michael Garumba.
Would die of a heart attack during a fire in an auto shop on Staten Island. Firefighter Garumbas would be the last line of duty death before 9-11. And you're listening to Brian McDonnell tell the story of the Feehan family. of the FDNY and William in particular. The 70s were indeed the war years.
The Bronx was burning.
So was much of New York City. Through arson, through malfeasance, criminality, and just sheer negligence. And then the 80s, well. New York City earned its reputation a fierce city. Murder was out of control and violent crime.
and the FDNY had to live through all of it. And then of course William.
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This is Matt Rogers from Los Culturistas with Matt Rogers and Bo and Yang. This is Bo and Yang from Los Culturistas with Matt Rogers and Bo and Yang. You know when people try a new food and suddenly it's like, wait. That's the reaction a lot of people are having when they first try Cupie Mayo. It's the one with the red cap and the little baby on the bottle.
You've probably seen it in the grocery store before. And if you've ever just walked past it, some people would say that's a huge mistake. Because this mayo is different. Most mayonnaise uses whole eggs. Cupie only uses egg yolks, which gives it this rich umami flavor.
It's smoother, deeper, and almost buttery. Once people try it, they start putting it on everything. Egg sandwiches, fries, burgers.
Some fans even swear by dipping pizza crust in it. And once you notice it, you start seeing it everywhere. Chefs use it, restaurants use it. People who really care about flavor use it. Never tried it?
Grab the bottle with the red cap next time you're at the store. Put it on just about anything. Then you'll understand. Cupie, the original Japanese mayonnaise. And we return to Our American Stories and author Brian McDonald, his book, Five Floors Up, The Heroic Family Story of Four Generations in the FDNY.
9-11 was a day that will live alongside Pearl Harbor as one of the darkest days in American history. The heroism of the men who ran towards the devastation will never truly be known. One man, chief of the FDNY, Bill Feehan, at the age of 71, had no reason to be at Ground Zero on that day. and yet nothing could stop him from working alongside his men to try and stop the carnage. You would pay.
The ultimate price. When you have a department whose men and women are expected to be ready at any moment. to put their life on the line. To go to the aid of a stranger, even when it means that you might put yourself in harm's way. actually in dire peril.
I don't think you could pay people to do that job. There has to be something more than money that makes them do that. What do you mean?
So the day started like any other for Bill Feehon that morning. He had eggs over easy at the North Shore diner before heading into work. He was looking forward to having lunch with Henry MacDonald, who had retired a few months before. He was in his office and headquarters in Brooklyn when United Flight 11 hit the North Tower. From some of the offices and headquarters, you can see the Trade Center clearly.
Some reported that the shock waves from the impact traveled the 13 miles in an instant and bowed the office windows. Chief Feynman called to his driver to get the car. The second jet hit the South Tower just as Chief Bean and the other chiefs with him reached the scene. part of the jet's landing gear slammed into the street just ahead of them. Peeled sections of the airplane along with body parts rained down on.
The trek through the concourse to the North Tower was no less dangerous. People had already begun jumping out the windows from the high floors. A firefighter named Daniel Scherr was struck and killed by one of them. The lobby in the North Tower was controlled chaos. Chiefs had already begun sending fire companies up the stairs as a steady stream of civilians came down.
The first fire officer on scene at the Trade Center that day was Battalion Chief Joe Pfeiffer. The French film crew had been shadowing Pfeiffer that morning for a documentary. Jules Naday would go on to record some of the most dramatic footage ever shot for any documentary. One of the companies that Pfeiffer sent up the stairs was Engine 33, where his brother Kevin was the lieutenant. The brothers said a few words to each other before Kevin entered the stairwell.
it would be the last time they talked. Though the amount of fire officer experience in the North Tower was astounding, none of them had ever encountered anything close to what they were experiencing. At one point, Chief Ray Downey, a special operations chief, and a nationally known collapse expert looked at Commissioner von Essen. and told them that the buildings could come down. Not even Downey, however, expected them to do so as quickly as they would.
After some time in the lobby, Chief Ian and several others left looking for a more suitable command center location. Though setting up in the lobby was protocol for high rise fires, the location and the fact that most of the building and inter department communication was failing allowed the chief very little awareness of what was happening ninety floors above them. Many in the lobby didn't even know the South Tower was hit by a second jet. They found a suitable location on West Street, a thoroughfare that ran on the west side of the trade center. From there, Chief Feehan and the others had their first look at the entire scene.
What they witnessed shocked them. Like a pair of giant Roman candles, the tops of both towers were engulfed in smoke and flame. From the windows of those high floors came dozens and dozens of jumpers who had made the unthinkable decision. As they set up magnetic command boards and handy talking communications, Chief Feehan looked up at the South Tower again and saw what he thought looked like twinkling Christmas lights. surrounding the building.
Those lights turned out to be the tall windows pulverizing as the building began to collapse. Though it later was estimated that the building came down at a rate of 120 miles an hour, it seemed as though the collapse was in slow motion. The implosion sent chunks of steel and cement hurtling outwardly. followed by a deadly wall of debris and dust. In the 2009 documentary 9-11, Phone Calls from the Tower, the late great columnist for the New York Times, Jim Dwyer, called the 78th floor in the South Tower.
the bridge point between the living and the dead. There was a transfer floor for the elevator banks to the lobby. After the hijacked airliner hit the North Tower, people who worked in the upper floors of the South Tower had massed on the 78th floor, hoping to evacuate. When United 175 crashed into the South Tower, the tip of the wing. of the jet sliced through the 78th floor like a sit.
killing and injuring scores of people. One of the recordings from that documentary was from Chief Oreo Palmer. He had radioed that he encountered another number of 1045 Code 1s. the department designation for civilian fatalities. That would be the last radio communication from Chief Palmer.
Meanwhile, in the North Tower lobby shook violently, Father Judge, who had always been a rock of faith at Phyroseines, walked in a kind of trance. His lips moving in prayer. At some point, he looked up at the ceiling that had started to split. Jesus, please end this now, he yelled. The chiefs in the West Street command post ran into the building loading dock for cover.
With the power of a hurricane gust, the wall of debris practically lifted them off the ground as they did.
Some escaped into the building. Chief Ian and Chief of the Department, Gansy, found their way back out to the street. They looked across West Street in disbelief. The mighty South Tower of the Trade Center was gone. and in its place lay a hundred and eleven stories of twisted steel and chunks of cement.
In the North Tower lobby Father Judge's body lay where he had asked his lord for help. The collapse had almost completely destroyed the Marriott Hotel adjacent to the tower. Inside, crews of firefighters were trapped or killed. Chief Feehan held one of the few working handy talkies. He began directing a rescue operation for those in the hotel.
Chief Gansy and Ray Downey had joined them. Within minutes the unthinkable began to happen again. It took some time after the collapse of the North Tower for the search and rescue teams to climb the mountain of steel and cement to reach the location of the West Street Command Center. As they searched, the firefighters saw something glinting in a layer of dust. There was a helmet, white, with a gold front piece that read First Deputy Commissioner.
At one point, when Chief Theon was still in the North Tower lobby, Commissioner Van Essen had approached him and told him he wanted him somewhere safe. Bill was 71, about to be 72, and the commissioner thought he was too old to be in such a dangerous situation. In remembering the moment much later, Von Essen can still imagine the incredulous look on his First Deputy's face as he said those words. For 41 years in counting, Chief Feehan had run into burning buildings not away from him. It wasn't about to start now.
A student of American history, Bill Feehan was a fan of General George S. Patton's poetry. In the general's poem Through a Glass Darkly, he wrote, So forever in the future shall I battle as of yore? dying to be born a fighter. but to die again once more.
The kind of heroism owned by Chief Fian and all firefighters who sacrificed their lives on the firefield. can't die. It must live on from generation to generation in those brave enough to answer the siren's call. Chief Fian was the highest-ranking member of the FDNY killed in the attack on the World Trade Center. Though a firefighter with a career like few others perished in the rubble of the trade center that day, a hero among heroes.
the Chief's legacy would live on. In the late 1980s, the chief's daughter Tara would meet Brian David. Brian would graduate from the academy just before they got married in September of 89. Along with John Feen, Brian would respond to the World Trade Center just after the towers fell. In the aftermath of the attack, he was promoted to lieutenant, then captain, and finally battalion chief.
as the department sought to rebuild. Along the way, he and Tara would have three children. The oldest Connor would follow his father's footsteps into the FDNY. Like his great-grandfather William Patrick Feehan nearly 100 years before, Connor works in an engine company in a very busy house. And like William Patrick, more times than not, when the bell rings, Connor's on the nozzle, running it into a burning building.
And so it goes for ninety-six years and counting. The Fians and the Davins have fought fired and lived lives of quiet heroism. And a terrific job on the editing and storytelling by David Wilde. And thanks to author Brian McDonald, his book, Five Floors Up, The Heroic Family Story of Four Generations in the FDNY. It's a piece of New York history.
Certainly a piece of fire department history. It's an Irish immigrant story, too. But in the end, it's a story of heroism. and public service. The story of the Feehan Family.
Here on Our American Story. Spending time outdoors, then let's talk about skin cancer. Non-melanoma skin cancers, or NMSCs, including basal cell carcinoma and cutaneous squamous cell carcinoma, are the most common cancers in the U.S. and can become harder to treat if left undetected. That's why sun protection and timely detection matter.
Our sponsor, Regeneron, is raising awareness about advanced NMSCs. Learn more and take the pledge to see a dermatologist annually at Let's Get RealaboutskinCancer.com. Liberty has never been just a word to we Americans. It has guided every one of our endeavors for the past 250 years. And now it takes form in a new way.
The 2026 Semi-Quincentennial Coin and Metal Program from the United States Mint. It celebrates the founding ideals that have long shaped our coinage. Available one year only, this historic collection features new coin designs, limited edition releases, and reissues. Shop new official coins at usmint.gov forward slash semi-q. That's usmint.gov/slash S-E-M-I-Q.
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