Baby picture of John
Family Christmas photo
John with sister, Jodi
John with his cousins
John with family
John's grandfather, Vincenzo
Portrait of John's mother and grandparents
John at two years old
John's baseball collection
John's boat hat and radio that never worked
Quilt memorial for John
World Trade Center steel bracelet
World Trade Center steel bracelet
Artwork done by daughter, Nikki
Artwork done by daughter, Nikki
Note from John's parents to their son
"In Memory of 9/11" statue
"In Memory of 9/11" statue
"In Memory of 9/11" statue
"In Memory of 9/11" statue
Family photo at a wedding for John's cousin
John with children, Johnny and Nikki
Family cruise photo
John and Grace
John with Grandma, Josephine
John with wife, Nancy and children, Johnny and Nikki in Seaside
John with son, Johnny
John with daughter, Nikki
John with daughter, Nikki
John's parents, Grace and John in Vegas
John's sister, Jodi and brother-in-law, Michael
John with his son, Johnny
Memorial in Bricktown, NJ at Wyndwood beach
Staten Island memorial for John
Steel from 104th floor tower one, given to Badaglicca family
Photo of biker who rode for John's memory in tribute bike ride
Letter to Grace from biker who rode in tribute bike ride
Prayer card
Prayer card
Nancy and John at their wedding
Nancy and John at their wedding
Angel in Anguish
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
East Newark 9/11 Memorial
Fair Haven 9/11 Memorial
Not that many people get to be somebody's soul mate. John J. Badagliacca truly did, says his wife. It began when they were 10 and she fell over his bicycle in their Staten Island schoolyard. They became friends that day and were married in 1992.
O.K., they did break up a few times. Sort of. Mr. Badagliacca wanted to date others when he took a share in a summer house and when he got his first car. "All the convenient times," Nancy Badagliacca said with a laugh. "But we had all the same friends, were always together. We were perfect for each other. The first kiss was his, the first everything."
They enjoyed the same things, especially spending time with their children, Nikki, 6, and John, 4, at their summer home. Mr. Badagliacca, 35, a bond salesman with Cantor Fitzgerald, rebuilt that old house in Brick, N.J., from the beams out with his brother-in-law.
He kept their house in Staten Island in good shape, too.
"He was soooo organized," Mrs. Badagliacca recalled. "If a bulb went out he would have to change it in the next minute. If my cabinets got messy, he would reorganize them. It would drive me nuts! And his tools -- you can't touch his tools."
He was so handy that she would tell him he could change professions. "I'd say, 'You could do just that.'" She paused. "I wish he did."
New York Times Portraits of Grief
Not that many people get to be somebody's soul mate. John J. Badagliacca truly did, says his wife. It began when they were 10 and she fell over his bicycle in their Staten Island schoolyard. They became friends that day and were married in 1992.
O.K., they did break up a few times. Sort of. Mr. Badagliacca wanted to date others when he took a share in a summer house and when he got his first car. "All the convenient times," Nancy Badagliacca said with a laugh. "But we had all the same friends, were always together. We were perfect for each other. The first kiss was his, the first everything."
They enjoyed the same things, especially spending time with their children, Nikki, 6, and John, 4, at their summer home. Mr. Badagliacca, 35, a bond salesman with Cantor Fitzgerald, rebuilt that old house in Brick, N.J., from the beams out with his brother-in-law.
He kept their house in Staten Island in good shape, too.
"He was soooo organized," Mrs. Badagliacca recalled. "If a bulb went out he would have to change it in the next minute. If my cabinets got messy, he would reorganize them. It would drive me nuts! And his tools -- you can't touch his tools."
He was so handy that she would tell him he could change professions. "I'd say, 'You could do just that.'" She paused. "I wish he did."
How sorry I am for your loss
Hello, my name is Layton Arnold and I am a freshman at Paola high school doing a project on 9/11. I pulled John out of a bucket to do my project on and he is just an amazing person. And I am really sorry for everybody who lost this amazing man.
Posted by Layton Arnold
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