I was so proud of Bill when he decided to drive to NYC on 9-11 (His 30th birthday) and offer his help in whatever way he could. He was an EMT, a nursing student and a sergeant in the Army. He spent about 4 days there, staying at a doctor’s apartment he’d befriended. He helped firefighters and rescue workers with their lacerations and bumps, gave oxygen when it was needed, and even did a little DNA testing. He showed up at Patrice’s bridal shower that weekend and gosh, I don’t remember ever being so happy to see someone safe and smiling and feeling such pride in this person, this big ol goofy man did such wonderful, important things.

I never thought that doing all that would end up killing him. I never thought Bill would be considered a Victim of September 11th…until today.

We received some news and found that the cause of Bill’s death was definitely the sarcoidosis he contracted from working at ground zero. They were not sure, but my mother in law is friendly with the medical examiner and he gave her some information. The disease had spread from his lungs to his heart, spleen, liver, kidneys and skin.
His heart was very enlarged. And the last thing the doctor said was “This man died because of September 11th, and the selfless things he did that day. He is a hero, and he should be considered a victim of those attacks”.

Needless to say, I’m just struck with a ton of emotion and I don’t know what to say right now except that I am doing ok and please don’t worry about me.

"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me;"

1.29.08

Happy almost end of January, everyone. Here I sit at a new desk, with new people and duties and noises and atmosphere. It’s a good change. It was a good decision. On everybody’s part. The cubes are smaller and not as private, you can hear everything everyone is doing. There’s really no where to go and grab a bite to eat. This is good, because now I’ll be better about bringing lunch. Not that I eat lunch these days. It’s more like a yogurt or some fruit or a bagel. I have nice ‘neighbors’ and work with mainly women. My boss is very nice. Tough, but nice. She needs her things done NOW and expects tasks finished when she wants them. I must be doing well because she tells me she is glad I am here. I also like that if a make a mistake she tells me about it and we fix the problem. Plus, she’s very pleasant to talk to and has a good sense of humor. I like the tasks I am assigned. I enjoy working with the Visio program and creating flowcharts and also I helped put together an Encounter Form – something the doctor’s use when they meet with a patient and can circle diagnosis or treatment info. I have a broken printer and phone cord, but I’m still having fun. I am so excited to be working for a company I really like and respect. My little “Brigham & Women’s” id badge makes me smile.

We are headed to Orlando next Wednesday. It will be fun to visit Dan and Kristen as well as that Mickey Mouse guy. Oh and Dan has a new puppy named Fenway Parker. Hee hee. It will be a much needed vacation and this week it’s in the 70’s there. Maybe it will stay. Cass seems psyched to meet Mickey and all those Disney peeps. I am looking forward to the Buzz Lightyear ride so I can shoot ZURG again. And fireworks, and parades. I need a dose of Disney.

So my father and stepmom are having a memorial Mass for Bill on Long Island on February 23rd. I have had a lot of people ask about something like this and if you can make it, you are welcome. If you just want to pay respects, if you’re a friend we have not seen in ages or if you just want to stop by and say hello, you are welcome. We’ll be having a dinner thingy afterwards. If you are interested in coming, just comment and I’ll email the details out. I’d post it but we have an issue with someone causing so trouble recently.

Well, back to work for me. Lunch is over.
Love and cheese sammiches,
Jenne

12.23.2007

i can't start right now to talk about everything. everyone has gone home and now i feel even worse. every few minutes i think i feel better. then it hits be like a sock woth a roll of quarters in it.When i was driving from the rental car place the other day this song came on the radio. it happens to be on my phone as a ringtone oddly enough. it's a song by the offspring. i sang this so loud i hurt my throat. i banged the drum beat on the steering wheel and hurt my hands. but it felt good to get the pain out, even if it was a small amount.
Gone Away
Maybe in another lifeI could find you there
Pulled away before your time I can‘t deal it‘s so unfair
And it feels
And it feels likeHeaven‘s so far away
And it feels
Yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you‘ve gone away
Leaving flowers on your grave
Show that I still care
But black roses and Hail Mary‘s
Can‘t bring back what‘s taken from me
I reach to the sky
And call out your name
And if I could trade
I would
And it feels
And it feels likeHeaven‘s so far away
And it stings
Yeah it stings now
The world is so cold
Now that you‘ve gone away

THANK YOU to you all for the words, cards and thoughts. i'm trying so hard you guys. i don't know how to get through this.

12.18.2007

when i got the mail yesterday, i received Bill's Christmas card. it made me feel like a little "wassup beeyotch!!" came from beyond. he wrote 'see you soon'. amidst the good wishes. Oh, Billy i wish this were true.So our sister Michelle created a Memory Site lest night and i want to share it. anything we can do to find peace helps. http://bill-foronjy-jr.memory-of.com/jeez. this is so messed up. I heard the song 'Home' by the Foo Fighters this morning for the first time and i swear i felt as if it was Bill talking. i had to pull the car over. the wake and funeral will be thursday and friday. we head to Va Beach tomorrow evening.that's all i have right now...except, you guys..are the best. thank you for all the messages. every one helped.

the hardest day ever. 12.17.2007

I spoke to everyone i had to and i can let you all know what has happened. i don't think i have ever truly felt my heart break until this morning. My best buddy. my first friend. my awesome, beautiiful brother, Bill Foronjy, died this moring. i have never felt so empty. i can't even begin to comprrhend this. how the fuck can he be gone??? why. why WHY the fuck is he gone. i an so andry. i don't know how to deal. he died on his wife's birthday. and that's all i can say right now. thank you all for your concern and love. i will talk more soon.

"And the world so hard to understand id the world you can't live without" - his favorite quote ever (B. Corgan)

i can't believe you're gone. my bippy.

This Is Halloween...

well, i realize i neglect this lovely blog. I have not written in it since 9-11-07 in celebration of the Boys, and i have been just empty more than anything. Having Cassidy helps keep me filled up and of course her Daddy does too. SO anyone who actually heads over here to read...Thanks. :)

There will be more to read soon!

Cassidy was a little Punk Rock Girl for Halloween. I think she had a wonderful and magical night!

She went trick or treating aty an outside mall and got a neat Apple notebook and lots of fun treats!

she is so much fun!

"Love is the best part of the day"

Bill and his fabulous wife, Jenny
Michael and I
Both of those pics were taken at Fenway Park in Boston, Ma.



Today is the birthday of two of the most important men in my life!i think it is so great that by brother Billy and my Husband, Mike have the same birthday.The fact that it is on a date when a lot fo people will be remembering lost loved ones and a broken city is hard, but i refuse to not celebrate these two special men.





My brother is one of my best friends and someone who has stuck by me through thick and thin. when the world was against me. When i felt like everyone was judging me and when i was going through the worst times in my mind, Billy was there. He is a constant love and a good man. i am so proud to call him Brother. HEH ZEEEE BIPPY HUH!





Mike is a person i'd never thought i'd find. my soulmate. the man i have searched for for a long time. the one that i dreamed of. his good heart, sweet nature and beautiful soul has found me and i have never been happier in a relationship. He is a wonderful husband and father and makes every day brighter.





i feel sad but i am feeling better. ups and downs. weights and balances. it's called life. for the first time in my life, these things are no longer confusing to me. they still hurt, but my brain sees them more clearly.





i hope your days are filled with love, dear readers.





xo


jenne