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  Glenn D. Kirwin

Date of Birth: November 3, 1960
Position: Senior Vice President, Head of Product Development

Dear Glenn,

Today is June 16, 2002; Father’s Day. Miles, Troy and I thought it was a fitting time to write a tribute to you. The truth is, it is so hard for me to believe that it has been over nine months, 279 days to be exact, since we last saw you. I still feel as though you are away on a trip and could walk in the door any moment and suddenly our lives would get back to normal. But, then again, I know that won’t happen.

Not a minute goes by without my thoughts turning to you. I miss your quick smile and infectious laughter. I miss the calming influence you had on our family and your easygoing manner. I miss your confidence, wisdom, integrity and most especially your opinions. I wonder everyday what you would say or think about what is going on in the world right now and how we are handling things.

I took the boys down to Charlottesville last weekend for your 20th reunion at the University of Virginia. There was a party in your honor to benefit the Glenn D. Kirwin September 11th Scholarship Fund. The turnout was tremendous, lots of Sigma Chis and Kappa Deltas from both of our classes as well as many other friends. Your parents went with us, as it was also your dad’s 50th reunion this year. Miles and Troy enjoyed seeing where we went to school but they thought everything there was a little “too old”.

Your high school buddies from Old Westbury have also been helping out with the fund. They named your annual Spring golfing weekend in Florida the “Kir-Cup” and donated all the proceeds to the scholarship. There is even a photo of you posted at Wheatley; unfortunately it is your senior picture from 1978 with an afro haircut and plaid suit.

The boys have grown so much. I remember when they were babies and you used to come home from work and tell me how much you thought they had grown that day. It seems like such a short time ago and now Miles will be going to the middle school next year. He is playing lots of basketball and is getting very good. He continues to run but not as often as he ran with you. Yesterday, Jim took him golfing at the Torrington Country Club in Connecticut where you two spent so many summer afternoons.

Troy has inherited your love of baseball and your dad has been helping out with his second grade little league team. Troy has also inherited your entrepreneurial tendencies and is always looking for a quick way to make a buck. You would be so proud of them both.

We are planning to return to Snowbird this winter, as I know you would have wanted. I guess Miles will have to follow me now, to pick up the pieces after I fall. I can only hope that one day they will swish down “the Cirque” as effortlessly as you did.

We love and miss you so much. You will always be in our hearts and souls and forever in our dreams. Your spirit lives on in all of us. Happy Father’s Day!

Love,

Joan, Miles and Troy


Joan Kirwin, Wife

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  Frank Koestner

Date of Birth: August 24, 1953
Position: OTC Trading

Dear Dad,

I remember going to visit you last year at your office in the Twin Towers
I remember taking the train with Tante Julie
I remember us looking out of the windows at the people that appeared as ants down below.
I remember taking photos outside, it was a beautiful day.
I remember September 11 this year, it was a beautiful day.
I had not started school yet.
I was home with Grandpa George.
I remember seeing the plane hit your building.
I know it was your building because of the antenna
I remember seeing the building collapse over and over again
I think where are you? Who would do this?
I am scared.
I remember Mom coming home from work to hold me
I wait for you to call
I wait to see you on TV
I remember all of the fun we had.
I remember watching the Three Stooges with you.
I remember how we enjoyed planting Oma’s garden
I remember playing with my Barbies together
I remember how proud you were at my graduation from pre-K
I remember how you took care of me when I was sick
I remember building snowmen with you
I remember how you enjoyed taking photos and videos
I remember phrases you taught me in German
I remember that we share the same birthday
I remember the Memorial we had for you.
I think of you all the time.
I remember how strong you are
I remember your smile
I remember my hero.

Your Loving Daughter Carolyn-Age 5



Carolyn-Age 5, Daughter

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  Danielle Kousoulis

Date of Birth: September 26, 1971
Position: Vice President, Bond Broker

Danielle grew up in Haddon Township, New Jersey, the third of four children. She attended Haddon Township High School where she graduated as salutatorian in 1989. While at Haddon Township, Danielle competed on the gymnastics and softball teams. She went on to attend college at Villanova University, where she received a bachelor of science in Economics, graduating cum laude in 1993. Danielle was a member of the crew team all four years at Villanova, serving as co-captain her senior year. It was during her early morning crew runs that Danielle honed her running skills and developed a passion for running. Danielle went on to run in numerous races, including completing the New York Marathon in 1999.

After graduating from Villanova in 1993, Danielle went on to work as a bond broker at Cantor Fitzgerald in New York City. At Cantor, Danielle participated in Cantor’s mentoring program, providing guidance to new recruits admitted into Cantor’s training program. Danielle also served as a board member for the Investment Association of New York, and in 1999 she was chosen as Cantor’s Career Businesswoman of the Year representative for the YWCA/NYC Salute to Woman Achievers. While working at Cantor, Danielle also received her MBA from NYU’s Stern School of Business in May of 2000.

When not working, Danielle loved spending time with her family and friends. In addition to running, Danielle also enjoyed playing golf and skiing. Danielle took advantage of every opportunity that came her way, never backing down from a challenge, and always living life to the fullest.


Eleni Kousoulis,

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  Fred Kelley

Date of Birth: July 16, 1944
Department: Municipal Bonds

Fred was two years ahead of our class @ Delta Sigma Phi, Saint Francis College in Loretto, PA.

Fred was a great role model, and a campus leader.
His class was filled with exceptional people.
Fred Kelly stood above the rest, both as a tall
man and as one great guy.

God bless you Fred.

YITBOS
Michael Brennan
SFC, 1968


Michael Brennan, Fraternity brother

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  Joseph A Kelly

Date of Birth: November 28, 1960
Department: Repos

Son, Father, Brother, Husband, Uncle, Cousin, Nephew, Teammate, Co-worker, Friend.) He was loved by many. One thing you have to give Joe — success did not change him. He was the same loud, wisecracking, good-natured, giving guy he always was. He was the kind of guy that would give you his last piece of gum without hesitation. He comes from a great family. God, please bless Joe and his family. God bless his baby boy Timothy Joseph Kelly who was born on May 2, 2002, at 3:32 p.m. weighing 9 pounds, 8 ounces 21 inches. Best of luck.


Love, Those Who Love Him

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  Shari Ann Kandell

Date of Birth: September 21, 1973
Position: Assistant, Buy-Ins and Stock Loan Department

Shari Ann Kandell – September 21, 2001

Today is Shari’s birthday. We chose to have her Memorial Service on her birthday as a fitting celebration of her life.

Shari and I had a wonderful relationship. We shared the loves of music, baseball, silly movies and stupid jokes. Reggie Jackson was always and still remained her favorite baseball player. We didn’t share that.

Shari and I had a casual, friendly relationship in addition to the parental link. Often, when speaking to her on the phone at her office, I would make a silly, “typically Jan” bad joke or pun. Shari would comment on this, punctuating the comment with a particularly nasty epithet. Her co-workers in the office would say in the background,”Who are you talking to?” She would smile and say, “It’s just my Dad.”

The overwhelming and outstanding quality that Shari showed all of her life was her total selflessness. She did for others and put others’ needs before her own well being. All of her friends know of instances where she went out of her way to do for them and take care of others instead of herself.

Shari has now taken this quality of selflessness to its ultimate level. In light of this horrific event the world has experienced, Shari has helped all of us in this room to put a face on this heinous act. By all of us feeling the tragic loss of such a warm, loving person, she has reduced the breadth of the tragedy to a size that we can all more easily grasp.

Shari died because she went to work on Tuesday, September 11th. It was not because she had a certain political view or was the wrong color, race or religion. She was not heroic, running into a building to save others. She just went to work.

Think of the horror of this despicable act, killing thousands of innocent Sharis. You all now understand the personal tragedy of our family. Multiply that by the thousands of victims and the tragedy and horror becomes so much clearer. It is no longer just a smoky montage of video images wrapped with sentimental music. It is thousands of shattered families, missing key cornerstones, just like Shari.

We stare at the rubble of the destroyed buildings and we feel the destruction of the lives like Shari’s, not just the monetary damage assessments and incomprehensible numbers of missing persons.

Shari has done this for us. We will miss the sight of the World Trade Center buildings form the New York skyline. We will miss the “old” way of life that we enjoyed and took for granted before September 11th. But….most of all….we will miss the smiling, warm, loving, happy, wonderful friend, cousin, niece, granddaughter, sister and daughter that was Shari.

Happy Birthday, Shari.



Jan Kandell, Father

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  Joon Koo Kang

Date of Birth: January 1, 1967
Department: eSpeed
Position: Equity System Analyst

I would have never imagined that I would give a eulogy at my age for someone so close. I am here to represent a family that has never thought such tremendous pain and sorrow could come our way. We have asked God many times why He did not spare our brother Joon Koo on the tragic morning of Sept. 11th. We wondered why he was not one of the twenty some odd people who got laid off that Monday from Cantor Fitzgerald or why he went into work that Tuesday when he was sick recovering from a flu. My second sister Janet and I wondered why it wasn’t one of us since we are not married yet and do not have children. Then his wife Dohee would not be without a husband nor his two children, Ariel and Diane, be fatherless. Who can understand the pain that our grandparents are experiencing through the loss of their first grandson, whom they’ve raised for seven years of his life or for our parents who’ve lost their only son who would have carried on the Kang family lineage. It is at a time like this that we would have needed our brother the most.
Being the oldest child in our family, our brother took on the responsibility of disciplining us and making sure his three younger sisters, Rebecca, Janet and I were on the right track while our parents worked. When we first came to America twenty years ago, he made us memorize about 20 words a day and he actually tested us regularly. Myself, only being 9 at the time started out with the alphabet. I think I failed the first couple of tests. Once he received Jesus Christ as his personal Savior and became a Christian, he took Rebecca to a church revival where she also got saved. He acted tough on the outside, but he was a deeply caring person.
He was very modest as well, I never knew he had close to 800 on Math SAT or that he got into an Ivy League until someone else told me years later. He was keen on not worrying our parents; he didn’t want to burden them financially or emotionally. He couldn’t wait for the day when he would take care of our parents and grandparents to this satisfaction. He wanted to be the one to provide our dad’s dream car. He never really bought anything for himself, he always tried to put others first.
For those of you who have know our brother Joon Koo know that he is not a man of many words but that his action spoke loud and clear. He had a laughter that was contagious and a heart that could not be contained. He past coworker wrote of our brother being a true gentleman and as genuine a person as he has ever met. Our brother was very responsible and hard working. He was continuously studying something whether it was for actuary, securities or a computer license. Once he started working in the eSpeed unit at Cantor Fitzgerald, he got up at 5 every morning and commuted one and a half hours to get to work by 7 am. He gave his all and he was quickly promoted to a managerial position. He enjoyed the challenges his work offered and was excited about eh system project he was working on.
Our brother deeply loved God and tried to reflect Christ in his life. He was a devout man who started and ended his workday with the Lord. He named his first child Ariel, which means the heart of God and second daughter, Diane, which means divine. He wanted them to reflect God. He taught junior high school students at his church. He also led a fellowship group that increased in its size from four families to over 20 families. It is clear that God used him and is still using him for His purpose and glory.
God asked for the best from our family, our pillar. He took our brother not to deprive us, but to provide the best for our brother and to bless us more. God must have known of my brother’s love for Him that He wanted our brother by his side sooner. Some of you may have read the email about the lady we met at the family tour of the World Trade Center. Kathleen had lost her 4-year-old daughter and her parents in law during the Oklahoma City bombing. She told us how she could imagine her daughter, Ashley, telling our brother “look, my mom has been made strong to help your mom now. Your mom will be made strong to help others in need later on.” We believe that God will continue to work in our lives and use us to be a blessing to others. We are also comforted by the promise that God will be “a father to the fatherless, a defender of widows.”
Joon Koo oppa, we never told you that we loved you or how we looked up to you because you know such affections are more understood than said in our family. You are an inspiration to us. Part of who we are today is because of the role you played in our lives. You taught us to be responsible in all aspects of life. We are sorry that we didn’t get a chance to say goodbye but we know that that would have been only a temporary one. Thank you for living your life to the fullest. If we can only mirror the way you walked with the Lord and put others first, we would not have any regrets. And when the tears flow when we are in bed at night, we will try to remember that we will see you again soon. But for now, we will miss you very, very much.



Rebecca, Janet, and Jamie, Sisters

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  Sheldon Kanter

Date of Birth: July 27, 1948
Department: Back Office Systems
Position: Vice President

Shelly Kanter was born in Brooklyn, NY. He was always surrounded by family. His cousins lived in the same building, as did his grandparents. So, although he was an only child, he was never really aware of it. His cousin Stevie was his big brother. His cousins Carole and Allison were his close sisters. They were always close, and remained close as the years went by.

Shel’s love was sports. He could be found on the weekends, either playing paddleball, or getting a group of guys together to play softball.

His first job, after graduating from NYU, was at RCA. I met him there in 1971. One of they guys in his office had vacation, but was supposed to teach a programming class to some new trainees at Chase Manhattan Bank, Shel stepped in to teach the class. I got an A, and then married the teacher.

No sooner was he at RCA, then he formed a softball team. Once a week, the guys in the office would meet and play other companies. Sometimes they won, sometimes not – but always it was a fun night out with the guys. Even as the company changed names – first Univac, then Unisys, then Sperry – you could always count on the ‘Bombers’ for weekly softball championships.

In 1979, we moved to New Jersey and soon the family grew, with the arrival of our two sons, Evan and Adam. He couldn’t wait until they were old enough to join Dad on the field, and looked forward to now having his own team.

His kids never let him down. As they grew up, they became more than Dad’s kids, but his friends. On the weekends, they’d play racquetball, tennis, or just threw a ball around.

The highlight of any driving vacation was always the stop at the rest areas on the highways where a spontaneous football toss would always take place.

One year we all went cross-country by car, from New Jersey to South Dakota to Las Vegas and Utah and the Grand Canyon. I thought we were going to see the sites, but the three guys had a hidden agenda. We stopped at every baseball, football stadium on the way and they managed to get tickets for the games, wherever the teams were playing.

He started at Cantor Fitzgerald in 1983. He even managed to arrange softball games while at Cantor, and a few times his son, Evan, even joined in at the game.

He loved the firm, it was his second family, but he loved the World Trade Center even more. He loved to brag to everyone back in New Jersey about the towers. Looking back, many of the family photographs had the towers in the background, as we would always head to the city for the fireworks, the boat rides and the city celebrations.

In 1998 his oldest, Evan, joined him at the company for a summer job. He always talked about how Dad would change as he got to the office. No matter how stressful the commute, the moment he entered his office – he would become animated and would always have a joke to pass around the office. His love for his family at Cantor was apparent.

The highlight of the summer for Shelly and the guys, was always the company picnic. The three of them would all look forward eagerly to the afternoon ball games. It was during those family games that the Kanter family and the Cantor family all played together as one.

We know that despite the pain and sorrow of September 11, Shel is not alone. He will always be surrounded by all of his friends and family at Cantor Fitzgerald.



Tami Kanter, Wife

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  John Katsimatides

Date of Birth: September 5, 1970
Position: Corporate Bonds Broker

Born on September 5th, 1970, John was the second oldest son of the family, who had many aliases in his life: Johnny “Bodacious”, Johnny “Cash”,
“Phantom”, “Mafiozo”, and “Greek”, to name a few. A tenacious, disciplined corporate bond trader at Cantor Fitzgerald by day, John shed those shackles when the markets closed and, by night, reverted to the carefree, social dynamo that everyone knew him to be. John had a flare for the outrageous. He was very cool and lived utterly in technicolor. His Jet Ski and Jeep were bright yellow and his Harley was baby blue. He would light up the room with his vibrant personality. No matter what he did, whether he was cruising the Astoria Park strip, having coffee with friends or changing the oils in our cars, John did it in a bold way. John’s passion for music and dance could not be surpassed. He was the first person on and the last person off the dance floor. John walked to the beat of his own drum and always with rhythm in his step. To top it off, under all that pizzaz, was a tender, loving human being who would always lend a hand to help others.John’s lively, endearing spirit will never be forgotten.


Anthoula Katsimatides, Sister