Dennis is the brother I never had. We met at Sacred Heart Grammar School and our friendship grew stronger every year. I tell people that I don't remember not knowing Dennis. Almost every important event in my life, with friends and/ or my family, the good and some forgettable ones, Dennis was there. Playing baseball, basketball, football, just about any game that included a ball in Bayside Park or Audubon Park (as well as other fields and courts), Dennis was there. Hitching freight trains behind Bayside Park, or climbing train trestles, Dennis was there. Listening to music or attending concerts and festivals, traveling to SEC football games or the Final Four every year. Spending time with my mother and father (sometimes when I wasn't home), and later with my family, including his Goddaughter. Going to St Peter's University basketball games or any game in Madison Square Garden, Yankee Stadium, Shea Stadium, Citi Field or football or basketball games in the Meadowlands. Hanging out in Greenwich Village or Central Park. I can't count how many of my friends from high school or work became good friends, sometimes great friends, with Dennis. Dennis would laugh and console, but never judge. Never saw him really mad at anyone, not sure I know anyone else, myself included, that I could say that about. He was fun to be with, honest, loyal, funny, unpredictable( but not in a bad way), and dependable and reliable if you needed help.. Regardless of what you called him, brother, brother-in-law, Uncle Dennis, Uncle Denny like my two daughters, or just Dennis, he is someone you will never forget. His support of charities and his friends made him special. I feel blessed to have known him and I don't think he would mind me calling him my brother. RIP Dennis, your brother Frank