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Ray Murphy    9/11/01
   

Uncle Ray walking towards the World Trade Center after the first tower collapsed.                                               

 

Raymond Murphy

Raymond Murphy
Lieutenant
Ladder 16

Laid to Rest
on
October 5, 200
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Bronx N.Y. News clip of Uncle Ray



(10/05/01) THROGS NECK - A fallen firefighter who hailed from the Bronx was laid to rest Friday. Thousands of firefighters from all over New York State came to pay their respects to Lieutenant Raymond Murphy at St. Frances de Chantal church in Throgs Neck.

A drawing of Uncle Ray.

Uncle Ray, Aunt Linda, Sean, Ray and my girls.

A photo of Uncle Ray taken at a fire years ago.

  Uncle Ray, his brothers and Mom.
A photo taken from New Jersey when we were there in October for his funeral. The World Trade Center should be in the background. A photo taken outside Uncle Ray's old firehouse 42.

Hero firefighters laid to rest
Lt. Raymond Murphy
by Jon Minners

The World Trade Center tragedy changed many lives forever. As more bodies are discovered and more funerals are held for victims and heroes of the disaster, New Yorkers are constantly reminded of the horrible events of September 11. On Friday, October 5, the Throggs Neck community was reminded of the heroism that took place that fateful day as over 4,000 people gathered outside St. Frances de Chantal Church, 190 Hollywood Avenue, to pay their respects to Silver Beach’s own, Lt. Raymond Murphy of Ladder 16 in New York.

"The whole community came out for him," said Fire Commissioner Thomas Von Essen. "What a phenomenal turnout. You’re seeing that throughout the city. It helps the families and they deserve it."

Murphy, 46, a firefighter for 20 years, had only been promoted to lieutenant last year. Murphy was seen going into the building and coming out with a woman, before going back inside, smoke surrounding him upon his reentry, as he looked to save more lives inside the South Tower. The building came down burying him and fellow firefighters in the rubble, killing a hero in the process. Firefighters, police officers, elected officials, friends, family and neighbors turned out in droves to say their good-byes.

"He was a kind and generous man," said Donna Pirzinger, a former neighbor before Murphy moved to Silver Beach. "He always said hello and had a smile on his face. He was always with his two boys and he was kind to his neighbors. He was definitely the kind of person who would risk his life to save others. Obviously, God called him. He was a special person."

Reverend Monsignor John J. O’Keefe, president of Archbishop Stepinac High School, presided over the funeral and spoke to the standing room only crowd inside. "My family has known the Murphys since even before I was born," he said. "I am a son of a New York firefighter who died in the line of duty in 1966. The connection I feel with the Murphys is very deep and very real."

Msgr. O’Keefe further discussed Murphy’s love for the fire department and delivered a special message to the hero’s two sons, Sean and Ray, Jr. "Look at the department and what it stands for," he said. "They take care of us without any concern for their safety. These guys risk their lives. They care that much. Ray cared that much. When we talk about Ray, you must talk about him in the present. He will always be there. Keep him close to your hearts. Keep his memory close to your hearts and both of you grow up to be just like him."

As mourners grieved and visitors cried, firefighters from Ladder 16, where Murphy had ended his career, and Ladder 46 in the Bronx, where Murphy had worked for so many years before his promotion, walked to the podium and shared their thoughts. "Six and a half months ago when Ray came to our house, it didn’t take us long to realize what a man he was," said a firefighter speaking on behalf of his fellow firefighter Ed Sullivan, who was too upset to speak. "We knew what we had. He was a keeper. Whether it was running into a burning building to save a homeless person or a high rise to save a wealthy person, it didn’t make any different to him. He didn’t hesitate to go into the South Tower. We are happy to have had him for the short amount of time that we did. I am blessed to have known the Murphy family and proud to serve under the leadership of Ray Murphy."

Richard Glover of Ladder 42 explained why Murphy went into the Towers. "He was doing his job," Glover said. "That’s what he would say. That is why he walked into Tower Two after Tower One came down. He would tell you he did it because people in there needed his help. That’s Ray. Right now, he’d just say, ‘continue on, think about him, think about all the good days.’"

His brother Eddie thanked many of the people who he felt completed his brother’s life. "Linda, you were the best thing that ever happened to our brother," Eddie said to Ray’s wife, before turning attention to the firefighters. "To the firemen he loved so much, I salute you. If you asked him how it felt to be a hero, he’d say, ‘Don’t ask me. I didn’t do anything.’ He’d point to his fellow firefighters and say, ‘They are the real heroes.’ I’ll point for Ray. Stand and salute the men who Ray called his brothers." As the crowd cheered the firefighters, Eddie said some final thoughts to ponder. "Lord, teach us how to laugh again," he said, "but never forget why we cried."

As many walked out of the church, tears in their eyes, and memories of Murphy still in their hearts, the bagpipes played and the casket was loaded onto the fire engine to be taken to Gates of Heaven Cemetery in Valhalla, New York as a stream of limousines traveled behind. As others watched the events transpire before them, many understood why so many people gathered to say goodbye. Vincent Jordan lost his brother in the World Trade Center attack, but could not be stopped from paying his respects to the hero firefighter. "He was going to save my brother’s life," he said, "just like he was trying to save everyone else’s."


 

 

Lt. Raymond E. Murphy        
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Home Improvement


In 1981, Ray Murphy bought a Reader's Digest book on home improvement. By 1993, he was buying a fixer-upper to turn into his wife's dream home. "When we saw the house in 1993, my kids and I were like, `Ray, this house is horrible,' " recalled his wife, Linda Murphy. "He said, `No, it will be beautiful.' And it is."

"Anything he latched on to he devoured intellectually or physically," said his brother Edward J. Murphy. "He didn't take to school as well as anybody else but he grew up to be the brightest person I ever met."

While he loved carpentry, his skills also helped him absorb the significant pay cut he took when he quit being a Perrier salesman and became a New York City firefighter. He rose to the rank of lieutenant. "We used to kid, `If you ever won the lottery, would you quit the Fire Department?' " his wife said. "He'd say, `Oh, no.' He loved it."

But for Firefighter Murphy, 46, and the father of two, it wasn't just about helping others while on the job, his brother said: "If anybody needed help, there he was in his truck, his ladder and tools in the back."
Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on February 24, 2002.
  
  
  
  
                                       Raymond E. Murphy
 
Into the Valley of Death With No Fear

September 20, 2001

In a spontaneous moment, a firefighter reached into his pocket, pulled out a portable camera and snapped a photo of two comrades trudging forward through white smoke toward the remaining tower.

"They're walking back in, and they're just covered with rubble," said Billy Curatolo, a firefighter with Engine Co. 23, describing the photograph. His brother, Robert, is one of the men. "It's just an unbelievable picture. It shows his bravery."

The photo was snapped by firefighter Richard Rattazzi, who with Robert Curatolo and Lt. Ray Murphy had just run for cover after the first tower crumbled. But they were still on the job.

"It's like that saying, 'You walk through the valley of death, but you have no fear,'" Rattazzi said. "That's what we were doing. We were walking back into it, like we do all the time."

Curatolo died when the second tower toppled; Murphy is still missing. The photo has become a symbol for their firehouse on the Upper East Side and Ladder Co. 16 as well as for their families.


"Not only is it a photo of their last moments, but it's also a photo that shows us that they're doing what we were all trained to do," said Lt. Raymond Wick of Engine 39, which shares the same firehouse. "It's proof to us that, in the face of danger, they didn't relent. It's a symbol of what we do."

Curatolo, Murphy and Rattazzi had worked overnight on Sept. 10. Although they were off duty at 9 a.m., they remained at the firehouse watching the calamity unfold on television. At about 9:15, they were recalled to duty, and Curatolo telephoned his wife, Christine, to tell her that he was heading to the disaster. The three caught a ride to the scene with a police officer.

"We were talking about sticking together," Rattazzi said. "We were trying to find our company so we could operate."

The trio picked up masks and tools and started down West Street. When they got near, Tower Two tumbled. Billowing smoke and cascading debris engulfed them and they scrambled for cover.

"We hadn't known it was Tower Two that came down," Rattazzi said. "Everything just got black. You couldn't see. You couldn't breath. The debris just kind of surrounded you."

As a white cloud replaced the black smoke, Rattazzi helped someone to an ambulance and returned to find Curatolo and Murphy. They were about 25 feet ahead when he snapped their picture.

Rattazzi then helped an injured fireman to an ambulance while Curatolo and Murphy kept pushing toward Tower One.

"On my way back, my tools were gone, and they were gone," Rattazzi said. "I came across a chief, and I said I was missing two members from Ladder 16, and we couldn't find them."

He was still looking for Curatolo and Murphy when Tower One, the first tower struck but the second to fall, let loose. "I got knocked off my feet by the wind," Rattazzi said. "It took my helmet flying."

Curatolo, who had been with the department for six years, was found near his company's utility truck by the Financial Plaza parking garage on West Street, directly across the street from where the Twin Towers had stood. "Everything in that street got demolished," Rattazzi said.

Curatolo, 31, was the youngest of eight children and the latest of his relatives to become a civil servant: His father, Anthony, works for the U.S. Post Office; his brother Anthony, 38, is a New York police officer; and in addition to Billy, 32, his brother John, 36, is also a firefighter.

Curatolo is also survived by his mother, Mary Ann; and his sisters, Carolyn, 37; Deena, 40, and Kathy, 41; all of Staten Island; and his sister Christine, 39, of Florida.

"He was the youngest, and we used to bust his chops all the time," Billy Curatolo said, "but he would do anything for anybody. You never had to ask him twice, my brother." -- Jo Craven McGinty (Newsday)

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