Firefighting
Was 'All He Ever Talked About'
February
19, 2002
Bud Kiefer doesn't know exactly how it started. It may have begun
when Michael was 3. On weekends while his wife worked, Kiefer
kept his son entertained by taking him to the local firehouse.
"Maybe that stuck," he mused recently. "I think it's just something
that's in you, it's just part of your makeup. This was all he
ever talked about." Whatever the origin, Michael Kiefer was crazy
about firefighting. Growing up, the boy would set up imaginary
fire scenes on his Franklin Square block, enlisting his younger
sister, Lauren, as his probationary firefighter. He drew "FDNY"
on all his schoolbooks and read firefighting manuals for fun.
When he was old enough to ride a bike, Michael would chase fires
he heard about over a police scanner. At least once, a police
officer had to escort him home when a fire took the boy into a
rough neighborhood. In his teens, he joined the Franklin Square
junior firefighters organization and quickly became its chief.
But the quiet neighborhood didn't satisfy his craving for adventure,
his father said. He joined the Malverne association, and then
- still in search of action - joined the Freeport volunteer firefighters.
He later switched to the Hempstead department. Kiefer's devotion
to firefighting was nearly matched by his interest in religion,
his parents said. Even as a teenager, Kiefer attended Mass with
his mother every Saturday and served as a eucharistic minister
at St. Catherine of Sienna Church in Franklin Square. One of the
priests there likes to tell a story about him, his mother said.
"One of the priests had known how religious he was," she recalled.
"So he said, 'Did you ever think of becoming a priest?'" Though
his mother said he had briefly considered the clergy, his response
was firm. "You save the souls," he told the priest. "I'll save
the bodies." After graduating from St. Mary's High School in Manhasset
in 1994, Kiefer joined the fire cadet program at John Jay College
of Criminal Justice, which ended in a job with theNewYork City
Fire Department as a paramedic. Kiefer's dream was now within
reach. After working as a paramedic for about a year and a half,
he took the promotional exam to become a firefighter. "By this
time, he's been studying all his life," his father said. "Every
book he had in his bedroom has something to do with the fire department."
Kiefer scored 100 percent on both the physical and written exams.
In December 2000, Kiefer became a "probie," or probationary firefighter,
and joined the Engine Co. 280/Ladder Co. 132 firehouse in Crown
Heights. It was a dream assignment, his father said. "He knew
he wanted to go to Brooklyn. That was where all the action was."
As Kiefer headed toward the burning World Trade Center on the
morning of Sept. 11, many pieces of his life were coming together.
His family, which also includes a younger sister, Kerri, had no
doubt that Kiefer, 25, of Franklin Square, planned to marry his
girlfriend, Jamie Huggler. "He finally met the person he wanted
to spend the rest of his life with," said his mother, Pat Kiefer.
"I guess he was saving for a ring." -- Katie Thomas (Newsday)
************** Firefighter's Body Was His Temple September 27,
2001 Mike Kiefer, 26, could have been a GQ cover. A member of
Ladder 132 in Brooklyn, Kiefer was a Long Beach lifeguard and
triathlete who swam 15 miles at a stretch and surfed all winter.
He was usually one of those working closest to the flames at the
Hempstead Fire Department, Long Island's busiest, where he is
remembered for scolding firefighters he caught eating French fries
and prodding them to work out. "When they saw him take his shirt
off, women would melt," a fellow member of Hempstead's Southside
Ladder Company recalls. "He was a total athlete. His big quote
was, 'You have to hydrate.'" Hempstead Deputy Chief George Sandas
said Kiefer had ridden an ambulance for the city before getting
assigned to the firehouse about a year and a half ago. "Whenever
you'd ask how was the job, he'd just beam," Sandas said. "He just
loved it." -- Elizabeth Moore (Newsday)
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