When the South Tower collapsed at 9:59 a.m. on September 11, 2001, a lethal wave of debris tore through the lobby of the North Tower. In that split second, Father Mychal Judge — a 68-year-old Franciscan priest serving as chaplain to the New York City Fire Department — was struck in the head and killed while administering last rites to a fallen firefighter.
As the Daily Wire recounts, Judge’s death that morning made him the first officially recognized casualty of the attacks, processed as Victim 0001. A group of rescuers carried his body through the ash on a makeshift chair, a moment captured in photographs that would become among the most enduring images of the day.

For the people who knew him, Judge’s decision to march into the burning tower alongside the firefighters he served was not a surprise. It was the logical endpoint of a life spent running toward the hurting rather than away from them.
From Brooklyn to the Firehouses
Born Robert Emmett Judge in Brooklyn in 1933 to Irish immigrant parents, he grew up tough during the Great Depression after his father died young. He embraced his faith as a boy, joined the Franciscan order as a teenager, took the name Mychal, and was ordained a priest in 1961.

Over the following decades he built a reputation as a hands-on street priest across New York and New Jersey. He ministered to the homeless, to recovering alcoholics — he was one himself — and to AIDS patients during the height of the 1980s crisis, at a time when many others in the church and the wider public turned their backs on that suffering.
In 1992 he stepped into what he described as his dream role: chaplain to the FDNY. Known for his Irish wit and his relentless devotion to the job, Judge was a constant presence at firehouses at all hours, showing up to offer a word of encouragement or a shoulder to cry on during the city’s hardest moments. He anointed firefighters at the scenes of fatal blazes and sat with their families in hospital waiting rooms.

A Presentiment Before the Attacks
According to the Daily Wire’s account, Judge told a fellow priest just two months before the attacks that he had a strange, lingering feeling his time on Earth was drawing to a close.
On the morning of September 11, as smoke swallowed the North Tower, Judge set up at the base of the building — praying, giving last rites to the dying, and offering a steadying presence in a scene of absolute horror. Minutes after the South Tower fell, debris blasted through the North Tower lobby and struck him down mid-prayer.
A Legacy the City Honors Every September
Judge’s final moments were captured by filmmakers documenting the work of a probationary firefighter that day, footage that became part of the acclaimed documentary 9/11. Every September, New Yorkers trace his path through Lower Manhattan during the annual Father Mychal Judge Walk of Remembrance.
Some Catholic groups have called for him to be canonized as a saint, though the cause has not advanced to formal sainthood. To the firefighters who considered him their own and to many New Yorkers, the distinction matters less than the example he set.
Twenty-five years after the attacks, Judge’s story endures as a reminder of what the day’s first responders walked into — and of one priest who walked in beside them.
Source: www.dailywire.com — https://www.dailywire.com/news/the-fdny-chaplain-who-sacrificed-everything-on-9-11
