Fate long ago dealt Steve Foglia a cruel hand. He is not the emotional type. No crier. Keeps it all pretty much “indoors,” as he puts it. And yet, here was Steve last summer, on the wedding day of his only son and namesake, Stevie. It was as though it had been building over the years, to that moment: all the pain and love and pride at Stevie’s mission to heal others, borne from his dad’s struggle. He thought: I almost missed it. Hit him like a wave. It all came out.