First, for encouraging and allowing me to write the book I never contemplated, my sincere appreciation to Howard Means, a gifted writer, analyst, and wonderful human being who devoted countless hours, talent, imagination, and perspective to this book. I will always be thankful to him for the immense patience and kindness that he continuously showed to me. To the incredibly talented and dedicated people at St. Martins Press, who helped me produce the book I finally wanted to write for the FBI, my gratitude to Sally Richardson, the excellent president and publisher; Charlie Spicer, my executive editor of inexhaustible patience; John Cunningham, associate publisher; George Witte, editor-in-chief; John Murphy, publicity director; Joe Cleemann, associate editor; Amelie Littell, managing editor; Elizabeth Catalano, production editor; Susan Yang, designer; and Eric Gladstone, production manager. I know that the men and women of the FBI will appreciate their fine efforts in this endeavor. And my deep appreciation to Jon Liebman, my friend at the U.S. Attorneys Office and the agent for this book.
What success I have enjoyed over the years has been the proximate result of surrounding myself with people more competent than I. My twenty-six years of public service are the best example of this very simple formula. From working the streets of New York City with FBI agents to prosecuting cases in the nations premier United States Attorneys office in Manhattan to the storied Southern District bench and finally back to the worlds very best investigative agencyour FBII had the recurring good fortune to be in the company of the very best. My streak continued at MBNA, then the largest, independent credit-card company in the world and recognized leader in affinity marketing.
More enduring than my public service, the love and incredible strengthof my wife, Marilyn, and our six sonsJustin, Brendan, Sean, Connor, Liam, and Colinhas enabled me over two and a half decades to face the big challenges of my work life with competence, humor, and true satisfaction. Because of their support and sacrifice, I never had a day when I went to work without total commitment, focus, and the motivation to do the right thing. During some incredibly busy and even critical times on my government watches, we always managed to enjoy and celebrate our wonderful family, shuttering out the public winds that tried to buffet us but never succeeded. If at any time I thought my family would have suffered from my public service, I would have promptly quit. Government service should not be an alternative to participating in ones family life and their well-being.
My family and faith in God allowed me to stay comfortably and strongly in the arena immortalized by the words of Teddy Roosevelt. I never during my public service or afterward felt the slightest inclination to respond to the group of witless and mostly idle FBI critics who all believe they should lead this important government agency but would not have the fortitude or skill to do so. This assortment of knuckleheadswho inhabit government roles in some cases but mostly just stand on the sidelinesare wont to tell the real athletes, coaches, and referees what should be done in the arena without ever having put on a jersey themselves. Their impact on things continues to be de minimis and for that reason they wont find their names in the index here. That being said, I hope they buy multiple copies of My FBI .
My first debt of gratitude is owed to my parents, William and Bernice. Their love for me was unconditional, the best kind parents can give. From them I learned sacrifice, kindness, honesty, humility, and love for God. My brothers, Bill and John, resonated our parents love and they have been lifelong friends. My grandparents confirmed the circle of love, and cousins like Claudia Cositore supported me over many years.
My mother- and father-in-law, Mary and Roger Coyle, also deserve great recognition. They are two of the kindest and sweetest people I have known. On almost every foreign trip and emergency that required my sudden absence from home, they would take a bus from Pittsburgh to help their daughter and grandsons cope while I was away. I often thought how a small part of our national security depended on them.
Many good people helped me grow up in the melting pot of Hudson County in the shadows of New York City. Sam Maniscalco, my Scoutmaster at Troop 19, taught me a lot about public service on my way to Eagle Scout. The wonderful Franciscan nuns from Peekskill, New York, whoserved at Immaculate Heart of Mary Grammar School in North Bergen, like Sister Sebastian, taught me to read, think, and pray. At St. Josephs Boys High School in West New York, La Salle Christian Brothers such as Jerome Sullivan made it easier to be a teenager. In the summer of 1970, Father Ralph Beiting of the Christian Appalachian Project in Beria, Kentucky, gave me the chance to understand poverty, hope, and charitable works. At Rutgers College, Professor Richard McCormick took me back through exciting histories while Arthur Kinoy at Rutgers Law School taught me the sacred nature of dissent and liberty.
With rare exceptions the wonderful men and women of the FBI have taught and impressed me for over thirty years now. Starting with my exciting arrival at our New York office in August, 1975, legendary agents like Tom Emery, Jim Nelson, Bob Sweeney, Leo McGillicuddy, Jules Bonavolonta, Jim Kallstrom, and Tom Sheer were fortunately our leaders. My many talented colleagues thereBob Cassidy, Martin Bilder, Jack Barrett, Bill Andrew, Phil Deutsch, Jim Abbott, Bob Lennek, Lew Schiliro, Vaughn Antab, Rich Reinhardt, Walt Stowe, Bill Lynch, Mark Mershon, John Klochan, Ray Kerr, Pat Colgan, Dennis Collins, Joe Spinelli, John Pritchard, Charlie Rooney, Pat Luzio, Carmine Russo, Bob Ward, Mike Slattery, Clare Murphy, Maureen Mallon, Lorraine Pregdnzer, Jane Johnson, Morfia Papain, Kathy MacGowan, Peggy Gawley, Barbara Gormley, and countless othersallowed me to succeed.
At the U.S. Attorneys Office at the Southern District, Bob Fiske, John Martin, Rudy Giuliani, and Otto Obermaier were great U.S. attorneys under whom I was privileged to serve. My dear friend and mentor, Benito Romano, also served with distinction as U.S. attorney, and I was honored to be his deputy. It was at that moment in our lives we both realized that the kids had taken over the Office. Luckily, Southern District greats like Bart Schwartz, Tom Fitzpatrick, Larry Pedowitz, Denny Young, Jane Parver, Fred Virella, Walter Mack, Shirah Neiman, Mike Devorkin, Dan Bookin, Steve Frankel, John Kenney, Jo Ann Harris, Pat Hynes, John Kaley, Gerry Lynch, Bob Litt, Audrey Strauss, Rusty Wing, and others were there to protect us from ourselves.
The many amazingly gifted lawyers who served in the Southern District U.S. Attorneys Office with me over ten years are too many to mention. Barbara Jones became one of my closest colleagues and friends. Her patience and generosity to me will always be treasured. Our Organized Crime Unit achieved historically significant victories against entrenched criminal enterprises. Bob Bucknam, Alan Cohen, Mark Hellerer, BruceBaird, Aaron Marcu, Dick Martin, Adam Hoffinger, Fran Fragos-Townsend, Mike Chertoff, Andy McCarthy, Jim Bucknam, John Savarese, Joan McPhee, Tom Souther, Bob Stewart (from the New Jersey U.S. Attorneys Office), Mark Feldman, Gil Childers, Ken McCabe, Carl Bogan, Mike Fahy, and Tom Loreto all made major contributions to this success.
Another Southern District colleague, the truly impressive and talented Mary Jo White, deserves special mention along with Barbara Jones. Both as assistant U.S. attorney and then as U.S. attorney in Brooklyn and later Manhattan, Mary Jo was simply outstanding as a leader, thinker, and model public servant. My only regret for her yet uncompleted public career is that she was not the attorney general while I was at the FBI. No law enforcement leader in either the Clinton or Bush administrations better understood terrorism or had the skill to prosecute its most important cases.