Twenty-Five Years Later: The Greatest Tribute to 9/11 Is How We Care for Today’s Protectors

Remembering the Fallen, Honoring Their Sacrifice, and Protecting Those Who Serve
 
Statement of Record
 

Twenty-five years after September 11, 2001, the responsibility to remember has not diminished—and neither has our responsibility to those who protect us.
 
I will never forget standing atop my office building in Hackensack, New Jersey, watching the Twin Towers burn. The sight was heartbreaking and almost impossible to comprehend. From that distance, I could only imagine what the people inside those buildings were experiencing as they desperately tried to escape. And as I watched the smoke rise over lower Manhattan, I found myself praying for the first responders I knew would be heading toward the site, despite the unimaginable danger. They were going in while others were trying to get out.
 
That memory remains with me. So does the realization that September 11 was never simply an event that happened to America. It happened to people—to families, communities, colleagues and friends—and it forever changed the lives of those who survived and those who were left behind. Among those who answered the call were NYPD officers, FDNY firefighters, EMS personnel, Port Authority Police officers, and countless other first responders who ran toward the danger, placing their own lives between those in peril and the people they were sworn to protect.
 
My work in the years since has brought me throughout America and, increasingly, alongside the NYPD. As the Department’s Honorary Law Enforcement Motivational Speaker, I have had the privilege of standing with officers and leaders across New York City, speaking about ethical leadership, morale, emotional fortitude and suicide prevention. I have also had selected opportunities to extend these principles to the FDNY through visits to firehouses and work with FDNY Peer Support professionals.
 
Those experiences have reinforced a conviction that has become central to my work: protecting the public requires us to protect the people who have accepted the responsibility of protecting the public.
 
That is why Never Forget must mean more than remembering a terrible morning. It must mean remembering the human beings who were lost, honoring the families who have carried their absence, and recognizing the men and women who continue to carry the responsibility of protecting others.
 
The greatest tribute to those who gave their lives is to ensure that those who serve today never have to carry the burdens of service alone.
 
The Memory America Carries
 
For those who lived through September 11, the memories have never belonged solely to that morning. They became part of the years that followed, carried into families, workplaces, firehouses, precincts and communities. For some, the loss was immediate and intimate. For others, it was the loss of a colleague, a neighbor or a friend—or someone whose name would become permanently associated with a day that changed the nation.
 
Twenty-five years later, that personal dimension still matters.

 
There are police officers and firefighters serving today who were not yet born when the World Trade Center was attacked. Some were children too young to understand what they were seeing. Others learned about September 11 through their parents, through photographs and stories, or through the memories of those who had been there. Yet they entered professions profoundly shaped by that day, inheriting not only its history but also a responsibility to understand what it meant to those who came before them.
 
For the men and women of the NYPD, FDNY, Port Authority Police Department, EMS and the many other agencies and professions that responded, September 11 revealed the most demanding meaning of public service. While others were trying to escape the danger, first responders were moving toward it. They climbed stairways while others descended. They entered buildings from which many would never return. They searched, rescued, carried, treated and comforted, often without knowing whether the next moment would be their last.
 
Among those who perished were 343 FDNY firefighters, NYPD officers, Port Authority Police officers, EMS professionals and other first responders who answered the call. Their sacrifice cannot be reduced to the numbers remembered at ceremonies each September. Behind every name was a human being whose absence changed a family forever.
 
There were spouses who suddenly had to raise children alone. Sons and daughters grew up knowing a parent primarily through photographs, stories and the memories of others. Parents lost children, brothers and sisters lost siblings, and colleagues returned to work knowing that familiar voices and faces would no longer come through the door. Communities, too, lost people who had been woven into the ordinary fabric of their lives.
 
That is why September 11 must remain personal, even for those who were not yet alive when it happened. Those who died were not distant figures in a historical event. They were us. They belonged to the communities they served. They sat beside us at work, lived beside us at home, raised families, coached children, worshipped in our churches and synagogues, shopped in our neighborhoods and answered calls when someone needed help.
 
Most importantly, many were protectors. They had accepted a responsibility that asks something extraordinary of an ordinary human being: when danger comes, move toward it while others move away.
 
That responsibility did not end on September 11, 2001. It was inherited by the next generation.
 
Today, when a young police officer puts on the uniform, walks into a precinct and begins a tour, or when a firefighter enters a firehouse and prepares for the next alarm, that officer or firefighter becomes part of a profession carrying memories that began long before his or her career. The names of the fallen remain on memorials, but their legacy also lives in the people who continue to answer the call.
 
This is where remembrance acquires a responsibility of its own. If we truly mean Never Forget, remembering those who gave everything must also lead us to ask what we are doing for the men and women who continue to stand between danger and the people they protect.
 
That question is no less important than the remembrance itself.
 
The Responsibility We Carry Forward
 
The officers and firefighters serving today did not choose the history they inherited. Many entered their professions years after September 11, yet they stepped into institutions forever marked by the courage and loss of that day. They inherited a standard of service forged under circumstances most of us hope never to witness again: when people were in danger, protectors moved toward them.
 

The circumstances are different now, the threats have changed and the demands placed upon law enforcement and the fire service continue to evolve. But the human being beneath the uniform has not changed. Every officer and firefighter still carries the capacity for courage, fear, grief, exhaustion, hope and renewal.
 
That reality places a particular responsibility on those entrusted with leadership. People who repeatedly place themselves in harm's way cannot be sustained indefinitely by being told simply to endure. They need to know that their service matters, that their sacrifices are recognized and that their organization will stand with them when the burden becomes heavy. They also need to know that acknowledging fear, grief or vulnerability does not diminish the courage that brought them into the profession.
 
Emotional fortitude is not the absence of those experiences. It is the capacity to confront them without surrendering to them—to process what has happened, draw upon the strength of others and continue forward. Sometimes the most important act of protection occurs far from the scene of an emergency: a colleague notices that something has changed; a supervisor takes the time to listen; an organization treats a person's struggle as a matter of human dignity rather than weakness; someone has the courage to intervene before a crisis becomes irreversible.
 
This is where suicide prevention becomes inseparable from the meaning of Never Forget. If we remember those who died protecting others but fail to recognize protectors who are struggling today, our remembrance remains incomplete.
 
The obligation of the present generation extends beyond preserving the memory of September 11. It is to build a culture worthy of that memory—a culture in which ethical leadership, strong morale, emotional fortitude and suicide prevention are not separate initiatives, but expressions of the same responsibility: protecting those who protect us.
 
That is how a legacy remains alive—not simply in the names engraved in stone, but in the way we lead, support and care for the living.
 
The Torch We Carry Forward
 
Perhaps the most unexpected lesson in remembrance can be found through the eyes of a child.
 
My grandson loves firetrucks. When one passes by, he points toward it with the excitement only a child can express. He has a favorite firetruck toy and even a favorite shirt bearing the NYPD insignia. He does not understand September 11. He cannot comprehend what happened at the World Trade Center or know the names of the firefighters and police officers who gave their lives that day.
 
But he understands something essential: he sees people who protect others.
 
That understanding came alive for me during a visit to FDNY Ladder 4, “The Pride of Midtown.” My wife, my son, my daughter-in-law and I had the privilege of bringing him into the firehouse and introducing him to the firefighters. I remember the pride I felt watching him meet these men and seeing the way they welcomed him—and all of us—with such warmth and respect.
 
They took the time to make the visit special. They welcomed him into their world, held him for photographs and allowed our family to share a moment that became a treasured memory.
 
For me, however, the moment carried a deeper meaning.
 
Engine 54, Ladder 4 and Battalion 9 are known as the Pride of Midtown, and the companies suffered extraordinary losses on September 11. Standing there with my grandson, I could not help but think about the connection between those who answered the call that morning and the firefighters now carrying their tradition forward.
 
These were a new generation of protectors. They had not served on September 11, 2001, and many were not yet in the profession when it happened. Yet they had chosen the same demanding vocation of service, entering a tradition shaped by extraordinary sacrifice.
 
My grandson knew none of that.
 
He simply saw firefighters.
 
And perhaps there is something profoundly beautiful in that simplicity. Before a child understands sacrifice, he can learn gratitude. Before he can comprehend history, he can recognize the people who protect others.
 
The photograph captures that moment for our family, but its meaning extends beyond us. It brings together those who gave their lives, those who serve today and a child who represents the generation that will inherit their example.
 
The legacy of September 11 is therefore not preserved only by looking backward. It lives in the people who continue to answer the call.
 
The young police officers now entering the NYPD may not have been born when the towers fell. The firefighters serving today may know that day primarily through the memories of those who came before them. Yet they have accepted the responsibility of serving in institutions forever changed by September 11.
 
They are not replacing those who were lost.
 
They are carrying their torch.
 
And that brings Never Forget into the present. It means remembering what happened, honoring those who gave their lives and recognizing the people who have accepted the responsibility of carrying their legacy forward. It also means making sure that those protectors do not have to carry the burdens of service alone.
 
The greatest tribute to those who gave their lives on September 11 is not simply to remember how they died. It is to remember why they lived, what they stood for and what they gave to the communities they served.
 
Then, when we see the protectors standing before us today, we should be able to say—not merely in words, but through our actions:
 
We see you. Your service matters. And we will carry one another.

As originally published by Law Officer, Top Featured Article, on September 11, 2026, the 25th Anniversary of 9/11. 

About the Author

Vincent J. Bove is a nationally recognized authority on ethical leadership, violence prevention, and law enforcement resiliency.

A sought-after speaker and prolific author, his work has influenced agencies and institutions across the United States for more than 25 years.

Bove has authored more than 400 published articles and four books addressing critical issues in public safety, leadership, and moral courage. 

His book Reawakening America© was named a finalist for ASIS International’s Book of the Year. Listen to Their Cries© was selected and sponsored for distribution to all attendees—students representing institutions from across the United States—at the National Conference on Ethics in America by the Simon Center for the Professional Military Ethic at the United States Military Academy, at the request of a coalition of West Point graduates involved in the conference.

He was appointed the first-ever Honorary Law Enforcement Motivational Speaker by the New York City Police Department, conducting leadership and resiliency initiatives across all five boroughs of New York City.

Bove is also the author of more than seventy articles published in Law Officer, a national publication serving law enforcement professionals across the United States. His work emphasizes ethical leadership, preventive strategies, officer resilience, and the preservation of public trust in modern policing—drawing on American history and enduring leadership traditions to reinforce the importance of character, accountability, and moral courage.

He is a trusted voice at Federal Bureau of Investigation venues, United States Military Academy, and numerous U.S. military facilities. A longtime author for the National Association of Chiefs of Police, he has written 18 cover stories and contributed to shaping national law enforcement dialogue through feature articles and reports.

“Vincent J. Bove is considered one of the foremost national experts on school and workplace violence prevention, specializing in facility protection, evacuations, terrorism prevention, and leadership training.” — U.S. Senate

Photo: Vincent and Lily Bove, World Trade Center Memorial, May 11, 2026, NYC. (RALLC)

 
Related Law Officer Selections by Vincent J. Bove
 
1. “Anchored Through the Storms of 21st Century Policing”
An exploration of NYPD retreat traditions, ethical leadership, affirmation, resilience, fraternity and the enduring human foundations that strengthen those who serve.
 
2. “The Moral Courage Behind the Uniform”
 
An examination of character, conscience and ethical leadership as enduring foundations of 21st-century policing.
 
3. “The NYPD Shield of Courage Continues the Mission”
 
A reflection on sacrifice, family, service and the enduring responsibility carried by those who wear the NYPD shield.
 
Chronology of Vincent J. Bove Law Officer Articles
 
The complete chronology of Vincent J. Bove’s published Law Officer articles, reflecting his continuing work in ethical leadership, public trust, resilience, morale and the evolving responsibilities of law enforcement.
 

Photographs

1. Dali at FDNY Ladder 4

During a family visit to FDNY Ladder 4, “The Pride of Midtown,” Vincent J. Bove’s grandson, Dali, who was visiting from China, is welcomed by members of the firehouse. For Bove, the moment represents the continuing connection between those who gave their lives on September 11, those who serve today, and the generation that will inherit their example.

Photo: Vincent J. Bove for Reawakening America LLC, May 10, 2026.

2. NYPD at the 9/11 Memorial

NYPD officers stand in solemn formation at the 9/11 Memorial in remembrance of those who were lost on September 11, 2001. The memorial remains a place where the sacrifice of the fallen and the continuing responsibility of those who serve converge.

Photo: NYPD, September 11, 2025. Public domain.

3. FDNY 343

FDNY members carry the 343 banner during the Veterans Day Parade on Fifth Avenue in New York City, honoring the firefighters who made the ultimate sacrifice in service to others.

Photo: Vincent J. Bove for Reawakening America LLC, November 11, 2011.

SAINT TERESA OF CALCUTTA FEAST DAY AND THE MISSIONARIES OF CHARITY

A Journey of Faith, Service, and Encounter 

“We can do no great things—only small things with great love.”
— Saint Teresa of Calcutta

There are certain places in our lives that, over the years, become far more than physical locations. They become places of memory, friendship, prayer, and service, places where different chapters of our lives seem to come together whenever we return. For my wife, Lily, and me, Saint Augustine Church in Newark, New Jersey, has become one of those very special places, largely because of our longstanding relationship with the Missionaries of Charity and the remarkable sisters who have devoted their lives to serving the poor and forgotten of that community.

On September 5, 2026, we had the privilege of returning to Saint Augustine's to celebrate the Feast of Saint Teresa of Calcutta with the sisters. We arrived for the 9:30 morning Mass and found more than 200 people gathering—families arriving with their children, parishioners, volunteers, friends of the sisters, and people whose lives had been touched in one way or another by the extraordinary witness of Mother Teresa. There was a warmth throughout the church that was difficult to describe, because this was not simply a gathering to remember someone who had died; it felt much more like a family coming together to celebrate someone whose presence and example remain very much alive.

As the Mass unfolded, I found myself thinking about how many years had passed since my first encounters with the Missionaries of Charity and how many memories had accumulated along the way. What began with seeing the sisters serving homeless men and women at Columbus Circle in New York City eventually led Lily and me to Saint Augustine's, where we would come to know the sisters personally, assist in their soup kitchen, share Thanksgiving with them, and develop friendships that have continued through the years. Yesterday's celebration seemed to gather all of those experiences into one beautiful morning.

A First Encounter With Mother Teresa

My own journey with Mother Teresa began long before our relationship with the Missionaries of Charity at Saint Augustine's. In 1976, I drove a bus filled with campers from Don Bosco College in Newton, New Jersey, to the Eucharistic Congress in Philadelphia. I brought along my 35-millimeter camera to document the extraordinary gathering, never imagining that I would have the opportunity to witness such a profoundly personal encounter with one of the world's most remarkable women of faith.

After Mother Teresa had spoken, she walked through the gathering toward me. I stood there in awe as she passed close by, reflecting on the extraordinary privilege of being there that day and of having brought young people to experience such a giant of the faith.

After the event, as my campers were boarding the bus, I again noticed Mother Teresa approximately 75 yards away, walking toward us. As she approached, she stopped before one of my campers, a 10-year-old boy named Dominick Restaino. She placed her hands gently upon his head and blessed him with great tenderness.

It was a brief encounter, but its meaning has endured for nearly five decades.

Dominick, now 60 years old, still speaks about that moment with profound emotion and sincere devotion. He has shared the story countless times, remembering the blessing not simply as something that happened to him as a child, but as a moment that profoundly influenced his life of faith. What Mother Teresa gave him that day was more than a blessing; it became a memory that he carried with him throughout his life.

Dominick and I have remained close to this very day, nearly 50 years later. We continue to share messages of faith and encouragement with one another, often including reflections and quotations from Saint Teresa of Calcutta. It is remarkable to think that a moment lasting only seconds could remain so deeply embedded in a person's life and continue to bear fruit nearly half a century later.

That, perhaps, is part of the extraordinary impact Mother Teresa has had on people throughout the world. Her influence was not measured only by the great works she accomplished, but by the countless individual lives she touched through simple acts of love, compassion, and human encounter. For Dominick, one such encounter became a lifelong memory of faith.

More than three decades later, at Columbus Circle in New York City, I encountered something that brought that memory from Philadelphia's Eucharistic Congress back to me. There, in the heart of Manhattan, I saw the Missionaries of Charity carrying Mother Teresa's work into a new century, serving homeless men and women near the entrance to Central Park. The woman I had encountered in Philadelphia in 1976 was no longer physically present, but her mission was unmistakably alive in the sisters who continued her work.

That realization stayed with me and eventually became part of our own relationship with the Missionaries of Charity at Saint Augustine's in Newark.

Finding a Second Home at Saint Augustine's

Lily and I visited Saint Augustine Church in Newark, where we had opportunities to speak with the sisters, visit with them, and assist with their ministry at the soup kitchen. Some of those moments were captured in photographs that have become very special to us, including photographs of Lily helping the sisters and of the three of us together with Sister Lazerena.

Looking back at those photographs now, I realize that they capture much more than a particular afternoon or a particular act of service. They capture the beginning of friendships and the quiet development of a relationship that would continue through many years.

The sisters became familiar faces, and Saint Augustine's became a place to which we could return.

One of the things that has always touched me about the sisters is their ability to make people feel welcome without ever making a production of it. Their work is demanding, their responsibilities are enormous, and yet there has always been a warmth in their presence that makes even a brief conversation feel meaningful.

Thanksgiving Among the Poor

That relationship became particularly meaningful on Thanksgiving Day in 2021, when Lily and I returned to Saint Augustine's to help the sisters serve the hungry and homeless.

It was Thanksgiving, a day when most families were gathered around their own tables, yet inside Saint Augustine's there was a different kind of gathering taking place. Volunteers arrived to help prepare and serve meals, and young people from Ramsey High School, Immaculate Heart Academy, and New Jersey City University joined their families and others in giving their time to the sisters' ministry.

After helping at the soup kitchen, two sisters, two volunteers, and I loaded approximately 50 hot turkey dinners into a van and traveled throughout Newark, including the area around Newark Penn Station and other locations where homeless people gathered. Within approximately an hour, the meals had been distributed. 

Yet what I remember most clearly is not the number of dinners we delivered or how quickly they were gone. It was the response of the people who received them—the gratitude expressed for something as simple as a hot Thanksgiving meal and the dignity with which people accepted what was being offered.

Those encounters stay with you.

They have a way of putting everything else into perspective.

When the Sisters Remembered Lily

There is another memory from our years with the sisters that has always meant a great deal to both Lily and me.

When I returned to Saint Augustine's after some time had passed, the sisters remembered us. They remembered Lily and asked about her.

That simple act of remembrance was deeply touching.

In a world where people can so easily become passing faces and brief encounters, being remembered carries a special significance. The sisters had encountered countless people through their ministry, yet they remembered Lily.

It was one of those quiet moments that says far more than words can express.

A Morning in Honor of Mother Teresa

Yesterday's Feast Day celebration brought all of those memories back.

Following the beautiful 9:30 a.m. Mass, we gathered for breakfast and fellowship, and the sisters graciously welcomed us into the celebration. Conversations continued around the tables, families remained together, children moved among their parents, and the sisters shared stories that gave everyone present a more intimate glimpse into the life of their beloved foundress.

One of the most memorable parts of the morning was hearing the sisters speak about their personal encounters with Mother Teresa.

There is something very different about hearing a saint described by someone who actually knew her. Mother Teresa is familiar to millions of people through photographs, books, films, and stories, but the sisters carry memories that are much more personal. They remembered her as the woman they encountered in their daily lives, the woman whose presence, words, and example shaped their own vocations.

Listening to them, I found myself thinking about how extraordinary it is that the influence of one person can continue through the lives of others so many years later.

Mother Teresa was not simply being remembered yesterday.

In a very real sense, she was present in the stories being told about her and in the mission that the sisters continue to carry forward.

A Medal in a Child's Hands

During the fellowship, I also had the privilege of distributing medals of Saint Teresa of Calcutta and holy cards that the sisters had provided for the guests.

I especially enjoyed giving them to the children who had come with their parents and families.

There was something particularly beautiful about seeing a young child receive a medal of Mother Teresa. Perhaps it was simply a small religious medal in that moment, but it represented something much larger—a first personal connection with a saint whose life has inspired people throughout the world.

I wondered how many of those children would remember yesterday years from now.

Perhaps one of them will look at that medal someday as an adult and remember being at Saint Augustine's with his or her family on September 5, 2026, surrounded by more than 200 people who had gathered to honor Mother Teresa.

We never know what memories will remain with a child or what small moment may eventually become significant in a person's life.

But yesterday, those children were there, and they were part of the celebration.

That alone was beautiful to see.

The Mission Continues

As the morning continued, I found myself reflecting on how remarkable it was to be sitting there with the sisters after all these years. Mother Teresa had been gone from this world for many years, yet the mission she entrusted to her sisters was unmistakably alive in the room around us. Their stories, their hospitality, their service to the poor, and the warmth with which they welcomed Lily and me brought back memories of the many years that had passed since my first encounter with Mother Teresa and, later, with the sisters carrying her work forward.

Looking back, there is a remarkable continuity to it all. I think of that day in 1976 when I brought young people from Don Bosco College to the Eucharistic Congress in Philadelphia and watched Mother Teresa walk through the gathering after speaking. I think of seeing her sisters serving homeless men and women at Columbus Circle decades later, and of realizing that the woman I had encountered in Philadelphia was still present through the work they continued in her name. I think of Lily helping at the soup kitchen at Saint Augustine's, of Thanksgiving Day in 2021 and the hot turkey dinners we carried throughout Newark, and of the many conversations and friendships that developed with the sisters along the way.

And then there was yesterday.

More than 200 people gathered at Saint Augustine's to celebrate the Feast of Saint Teresa of Calcutta. Families came with their children, friends gathered together, and the sisters welcomed everyone with the same quiet warmth that has characterized our encounters with them through the years. After Mass, as we shared breakfast and fellowship, the stories continued, and I found myself grateful for the privilege of simply being there.

I was especially touched when the sisters provided medals of Saint Teresa and holy cards for the guests, giving me the opportunity to distribute them, particularly to the children who had come with their parents. Watching those young faces receive something bearing the image of Mother Teresa was a fitting moment in a celebration centered upon a woman whose influence has reached so many generations.

As Lily and I prepared to leave Saint Augustine's, I realized that yesterday was not really a separate event from all that had come before. It was another chapter in a relationship that has unfolded over many years—a relationship that began with an encounter, grew through service and friendship, and continues through the sisters who faithfully carry Mother Teresa's mission forward.

For Lily and me, yesterday was a gift. We were grateful to be with the sisters again, grateful to hear their personal memories of Mother Teresa, grateful for the fellowship and friendship that followed Mass, and especially grateful to see so many families and children gathered together in her honor.

As we left, I thought once more of the words attributed to Saint Teresa:

“We can do no great things—only small things with great love.”

Looking back over the years, those words seem to capture something essential about what we have witnessed through the Missionaries of Charity. Their work has never depended upon doing something spectacular. It has been built through countless acts of love, repeated quietly and faithfully, day after day, year after year, person after person.

Perhaps that is why yesterday's celebration felt so deeply personal. It was not simply a commemoration of a saint from another time and place. It was an encounter with a living legacy—one that we have been privileged to witness through the sisters, through the people they serve, and through the friendships that have grown from our own encounters with them.

Saint Augustine Church has become part of our story, and yesterday, on the Feast of Saint Teresa of Calcutta, Lily and I were grateful to return once again.

Saint Teresa of Calcutta, pray for us.

About the Author

Vincent J. Bove is a nationally recognized authority on ethical leadership, violence prevention, and law enforcement resiliency.

A sought-after speaker and prolific author, his work has influenced agencies and institutions across the United States for more than 25 years.

Bove has authored more than 400 published articles and four books addressing critical issues in public safety, leadership, and moral courage. 

His book Reawakening America© was named a finalist for ASIS International’s Book of the Year. Listen to Their Cries© was selected and sponsored for distribution to all attendees—students representing institutions from across the United States—at the National Conference on Ethics in America by the Simon Center for the Professional Military Ethic at the United States Military Academy, at the request of a coalition of West Point graduates involved in the conference.

He was appointed the first-ever Honorary Law Enforcement Motivational Speaker by the New York City Police Department, conducting leadership and resiliency initiatives across all five boroughs of New York City.

Bove is also the author of more than seventy articles published in Law Officer, a national publication serving law enforcement professionals across the United States. His work emphasizes ethical leadership, preventive strategies, officer resilience, and the preservation of public trust in modern policing—drawing on American history and enduring leadership traditions to reinforce the importance of character, accountability, and moral courage.

He is a trusted voice at Federal Bureau of Investigation venues, United States Military Academy, and numerous U.S. military facilities. A longtime author for the National Association of Chiefs of Police, he has written 18 cover stories and contributed to shaping national law enforcement dialogue through feature articles and reports.

“Vincent J. Bove is considered one of the foremost national experts on school and workplace violence prevention, specializing in facility protection, evacuations, terrorism prevention, and leadership training.” — U.S. Senate

PHOTO: Vincent J. Bove conducting an ethical leadership, morale, and resiliency initiative at the NYPD 75th Precinct, Brooklyn, August 13, 2026. (Photo by NYPD Officer Justin Constantino for RALLC)

PHOTOS

1. Collage photos from Saint Mother Teresa Feast, Saint Augustine Church, Newark, New Jersey, September 5, 2026. (Vincent J. Bove for Reawakening America LLC)

2. Lily Bove assisting the Missionary Sisters of Charity at their Soup Kitchen, Saint Augustine's Parish, Newark, NJ, Feb. 12, 2017. (Vincent J. Bove)

3. Missionaries of Charity, Columbus Circle area near entrance to Central Park, New York, NY, Sept. 4, 2011. (Vincent J. Bove)

4. Vincent Bove, Sister Lazerena, Lily Bove (left to right) Saint Augustine's Soup Kitchen, Newark, NJ, Feb. 12, 2017 (Courtesy Reawakening America LLC)

5. Mother Teresa serves food to the poor in Calcutta, India, in October 1979. (Photo by Calogero Cascio/Getty Images)