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  Steven Frank “Strobie” Strobert

Date of Birth: November 10, 1967
Department: 10-year desk
Position: Partner, Bond Trader

Steven Strobert was born and raised in Secaucus, New Jersey. He graduated from Boston University in 1989 and went straight to Cantor Fitzgerald. He was always an exceptional athlete and was brilliant academically. His favorite football team was the Jets and he loved the Mets. He was an avid golfer, and belonged to the Essex Fells Country Club for many years.
I met Steven on St. Patty’s Day 1999. I saw him, went up to him and my first words out of my mouth were “I found my husband!!!” I knew what genuine and sincere really meant when I saw him and talked to him. We fell in love right away, and had a baby on February the 13th of 2000. We married on October the 8th, 2000.
For those people lucky enough to have had the opportunity to know Steven is to know what kind, sincere, genuine, loving, generous, humorous and brave was. Steven always surrounded himself with good company and laughter. He was always happy about just being alive and doing what he loved to do, his job and play golf. He was especially thrilled with having our son (Frankie) in his arms, almost always, and just being a great dad and husband. Often he would come home from a long, hard day and still be smiling, holding a bottle of wine and/or flowers for me. He’d come in greeting me with “Hello, sunshine” in a voice I will never forget!!! He’d always go straight to the baby, play with him, hug and kiss him. We’d eat dinner together and then he would give our son a bath and put him to bed. Most of the time the baby put Steven to bed.
It’s almost impossible to put into words the depth of joy my husband brought to me and so many others. I will forever think of my husband and smile, to know how truly lucky I was to have had him in my life! He was the best!!!
Here’s a poem I wrote for his memorial that pretty much sums up the impact Steven had on me:
No words can express the sorrow I feel,
To lose you in my life, I will never heal.
I look at our son and thank God everyday,
He looks just like you and acts the same way.
There was no better gift given to me,
Than to have been married to you for eternity.
You have given me everything a woman could want,
A man to love her with all of his heart.
I love you my dear, and don’t ever fear,
For you will never be forgotten,
Frankie and I will forever hold you near.

Love, your wife,

Tara, Wife

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  Claudia Sutton

Date of Birth: December 15, 1966
Position: Senior Regulatory Accountant

Claudia was born on the island of St. Croix US Virgin Islands. In 1984, she migrated to New York where she completed her education in Accounting. She held several Accounting positions at various companies such as KOMG Peat Marwick, American Express, Citicorp Securities, Inc. Lazara Freres & Company, LLC. and most recently Cantor Fitzgerald, where she worked for three months only. Claudia was very excited to join the Cantor family and eager to share her knowledge and expertise. Claudia and I met in the summer of 1989; we fell in love and were married in August 1994. Our union was blessed with two beautiful children, Kadijah, 6, and Kyle, 3. Claudia was a devoted mother and loving wife. Her passion was being a ‘Mother’. Kyle and Kadijah were her pride and joy. Claudia really enjoyed spending time with her family, reading bedtime stories to the kids, assisting with homework assignments, having fun in the park. The cornerstone of her life was the Christian Faith. I would forever miss the Saturday mornings where she would rush to take the kids to Church. One week prior to the tragic events of September 11th we spent Labor Day weekend jumping to the music with her sister Kirlin. Words will never express the hurt and pain that I am feeling. On September 11th, I lost my wife, my best friend and my companion. Claudia gave me her heart, and I will carry it forever. We miss her very much and I know that she will continue to give me the strength to carry on, until we meet again.

Bernell Sutton, her loving husband

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  Kristine Swearson

Date of Birth: September 4, 1967
Department: Marketing
Position: Web Content Manager

Kristine Swearson (my younger daughter) was born Sept. 4, 1967. The event of Sept. 11 occurred one week to the day after her 34th birthday. Kris was a web designer at eSpeed, and had worked for Merrill Lynch before that. She was wonderful.

“Goodnight, sweet Princess. May bands of Angels sing thee to thy rest.”


Please visit the tribute page that her family has lovingly set up for her at

Ben, Father

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  Kenneth J. Swenson

Date of Birth: May 13, 1961
Department: Accounting
Position: Vice President

The bond between two brothers, especially those close together in age, is one of life’s special relationships. Two years after I was born, our parents welcomed Ken into the world, and three years after that, our sister arrived. So the three of us would grow up together, and while we mostly appreciated our baby sister, it was only natural that the two boys would become best friends. We were blessed with loving parents, a good home and a wonderful childhood. Ken was the consummate “rough and tumble” type of kid, always climbing trees and excelling at any athletic or outdoor activity, be it horseback riding, Little League, or the diving team. He also displayed artistic ability learning to play the trumpet, and he had a tender side in his love of our family pets.

As childhood memories gave way to young adulthood, Ken achieved the goals before him of a college degree in finance, followed by a successful career in the business world and a family of his own. Indeed it was the love of his wife and two boys that brought him to occupy his office in the World Trade Center as he sought the opportunity to best provide for them. The raising of his own children was his barometer of success in this world and by that standard he was of the highest ranking. Eric and Kyle exhibit the same spirit of family and life that Ken and I received from our father, a man of great character.

And like his father before him, Ken served on the town emergency squad and no doubt spent his final moments helping others. His steadfast dedication to his family and fellow man will be his legacy. While all our hearts ache that Ken is no longer with us, he shared our faith in God for a hope in the future when one day we will be reunited as he has now been with our dear mother who went to be with the Lord in 1990. In his years on earth, Ken lived life to the full and discovered it’s true meaning of faith, love and hope.

Until we meet again, your loving brother,

Rick, Brother

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  Eric A. Stahlman

Date of Birth: June 13, 1958
Department: Swaps

Eric Stahlman…a true friend…family man…terrific husband and father…a good son and brother…generous until it hurt…sidesplitting funny man…huge fan of the Grateful Dead, Yankees, Giants and Islanders…lived life to its fullest. You didn’t have to know Eric Stahlman for more than 10 minutes to recognize that he was a very special and unique individual.

A true friend…

Growing up in Patchogue, Long Island, he was the ringleader of a group of friends that remained close friends for his lifetime. This past summer, he attended his 25th high school reunion. Many of his friends, who hadn’t seen him for a while, commented on how good he looked and how glad they had been to see him.

And through college, adulthood and his career in the financial services industry, Eric kept adding to this growing community of friends. And, his friendships were strong and lasting because he was a true friend, a best buddy, in every way. He was that special kind of person that when you were with him, it was impossible not to have a good time.

At the end of “It’s a Wonderful Life,” the angel Clarence writes a note to George Bailey that says, “no man is a failure who has friends.” If that statement is true, then Eric Stahlman was one of the most successful people who ever lived.

Family man…terrific husband and father…a good son and brother…

Eric’s family was the premier joy of his life. His son, Jacob, is a small replica of his dad. And his daughter, Allison, has inherited her dad’s loving, caring traits. Eric and his beautiful wife, Blanca, had a loving and supportive relationship. Now their many friends are standing by her.

It is easy to see how Eric’s parents influenced him. His mom, Renie, and dad, Sam, are smart, accomplished and caring people. Just this past year, Eric organized a 50th wedding anniversary party for his parents that was, by all accounts, a wonderful event attended by friends and family all over the country. Eric’s sister, Kathy, said that Eric as the best brother anyone could have wished for.

Generous until it hurt…

Eric was an extremely generous person. But what he gave out of his own wallet, which was considerable (it was always difficult to pick up any tab around him) paled in comparison to what he gave of his heart and his spirit. He cared about his family and friends and he showed it and it was genuine.

Sidesplitting funny man…

There was no one funnier than Eric. It was impossible to be around him and not laugh. And, if you could make him laugh, and really make him laugh hard, that was a reward in and of itself. He laughed so hard at times his friends thought they might have to call an ambulance.

Not only was he a great joke teller (one evening in a bar in Grand Central, Eric had a joke-off with another friend and the two went head to head for nearly and hour without stopping and without a bad joke) but he also had a great improvisational wit. He was smart and he was aware of what was going on in the world. And he had a knack for seeing the humor in any situation.

Huge fan of the Grateful Dead, Yankees, Giants and Islanders…

After his grandparents, Jerry Gracias was probably the first person that Eric tried to meet upon his arrival in heaven. And Thurman Munson was probably the second.

Lived life to its fullest…

Eric did nothing in a small way. His wedding to Blanca in 1993, which he planned for and with his bride, was unbelievable. He and Blanca shared a beautiful home in Holmdel, NJ. He attended countless Yankee games, played zillions of rounds of golf, reveled in new restaurants, and spent years laughing with family and friends.

Eric wouldn’t want his friends and family to be sad for very long. He would want us to live our lives, do as much as we can with our lives and have as much fun as we can while doing it. Is there any better way to honor Eric Adam Stahlman than to do just that?

Blanca, Wife

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  Anthony Starita

Date of Birth: June 10, 1966
Department: U.S. Agencies
Position: Vice President/Partner

Anthony started working for Cantor in the Accounting Dept. in March on 1987. He moved to the Government trading desk in 1990. He became Vice President in 1994 and a Partner in 1998. From January 1, 2001 – September 11th he worked on the U.S. Agency Desk. Anthony graduated St. Peter’s High School for Boys in Staten Island in 1984 and received his B.B.A. from Baruch College in 1989.

Anthony grew up in Staten Island playing ball on his street and on Little League teams and when he got older, spent his summers traveling to the Hamptons every weekend where he and his friends would rent a house. In the summer on 1986 we met on the beach in the Hamptons and were married on February 17, 1991. We had our first daughter, Kaila, in 1995 and moved to Westfield, NJ in 1997 and had Jason in 1998.

It is an impossible task to sum up the magnitude of what and who Anthony was, but he certainly was the most dedicated and proudest man in every aspect of his life…his marriage, his children, his job and his family and friends. He loved life and everything about it. He just made everything fun. Listed below are quotes from some of the eulogies given at Anthony’s Memorial that I believe give some insight into the wonderful man Anthony was and always will be to all of us.

“Anthony was a friend indeed. He played hard and worked hard and taught me and others how to live. We pause today to give thanks to God for having the privilege of knowing him and sharing life with him. Thank you Anthony for the beauty of your life and the beauty you brought into our lives.”
John Spero, Friend

“Anthony was a professional, an immaculate dresser and had an unbelievable work ethic. Anthony had it all. He was smart, good looking, successful, charismatic and extremely loyal to his friends and family. He was very proud of them. He was a great husband, father, son, brother and friend. The only thing he was short on was time.”
Eddie DeCastro, Friend

“I am honored to count Anthony as a friend. He always made us smile and feel comfortable. He was a man who defined himself not only by his professional success, but also by the love and happiness derived from his life with Diane, Kaila and Jason. Anthony’s achievements were many and his noble qualities were remarkable. He was a hero to his family. So long as we live, he too shall live and love, for he is a part of us.”
Michael Tighe, Friend

“As a little boy, I always looked up to Anthony and admired him. He was the cool older brother I never had. Anthony and cool – synonymous. I always knew Anthony was there to help and would always be there. When I made my confirmation, I chose the name Anthony. Attributing it to Anthony Starita.”
Sal Tisi, Cousin

“Anthony appreciated life’s frailty and didn’t take the blessings in life for granted. He was a willing partner in making sure the relationships with the people in his life were cultivated and nourished. He had an uncanny ability to get to know people quickly and find common ground with them. That is what I believe is Anthony’s legacy: to make time for those around us who we love. To find that special quality in another person that allows us to relate to them. Simply, to love life.”
Dr. Steven Curiale, Brother-in-law

“When he was small he was Walter Starita’s son. As he grew up I became Anthony Starita’s father and I cherish every minute of it. When he was small, I dressed him. When he grew up, he dressed me. When he was small, I scolded him. When he grew up, he scolded me. When he was small, I gave him allowance. When he grew up, he gave me financial advice. When he was small, I taught him to ride a bike. When he grew up, he taught me to play golf. When he was small, I bought ice cream. When he grew up, he bought dinner. And I cherish every minute of it.”
Walter Starita, Father

“I am not left with anything to wish for or any regrets. Just that Anthony was taken from us in his prime when he was appreciating and enjoying life to its fullest. He was the smartest person I knew, able to engage in a conversation on any subject you could possibly imagine. And no one could make me laugh to the point of tears the way he did. We not only loved each other, but liked each other as well. He was the true core of our family. Such a great husband and proud father, always making time with his family a priority. The list of what he taught all of us could go on and on. And so along with all the things that made Anthony the wonderful man he is – he is now also our hero.
Diane Starita, Wife

Yes Anthony, I do miss you. I miss the walks, the talks, the advice, the laughter, the comfort, the fun, the hugs, the kisses, the smile, the big brown eyes and sharing all of me with all of you. You are forever in all of our minds, hearts and souls until we can be together again.

Diane Starita, Wife

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  Alexander Robbins Steinman

Date of Birth: January 12, 1969
Department: Institutional Equities
Position: Vice President and Partner

Alex was known for living life double time, and for always thinking and acting in a “big” way. His life was undoubtedly too short, but very full. He was a loyal and loving husband, brother, son, grandson, nephew and
friend. Alex devoted great energy and passion to all persons lucky enough to be included in his circle of life. He so enjoyed making people laugh and his generosity and spirit infected everyone he touched.

We spent our last days together attending a wedding in Italy…Alex was surrounded by an audience of many of our best friends and family. We returned on the afternoon of Monday, September 10th and he was eager to get back to work on Tuesday to touch base with his clients, and catch up with his co-workers. Alex took great pride in his work and so enjoyed the company of his colleagues and clients, many of whom were good friends, too. They all worked hard — and played hard — together. I can only imagine that they stuck together in the end, supporting and comforting each other on that tragic morning.

Alex, I was blessed to have known you for over 17 years. You were my high school sweetheart, my husband and my best friend. My heart is filled with years of memories. We so loved to reminisce…looking back at our fun-loving days together as teenagers always made us smile – especially the
story of our first kiss on my birthday – a gift that has enriched my life ever since.

Our lives were completely intertwined. You must know that your absence has gone through me like a needle…everything I do is stitched with its color. My words to you under your photograph on my high school yearbook page will always ring true: “If I could reach up and hold a star for each time you’ve made me smile, an entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.”

You have left an indelible mark on this world and on the lives of so many friends and family. We all miss you incredibly. The void we feel is huge. Although, we will forge ahead through the seasons and years to come, keeping
your memory, spirit, love and laughter alive, forever.

Donations in the name of Alexander Robbins Steinman can be made to:
The Lynne Robbins Steinman Foundation
c/o Snug Harbor Cultural Center
1000 Richmond Terrace
Staten Island, NY 10301

Tracy Orr-Steinman, Wife

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  Andrew Stergiopoulos

Date of Birth: March 7, 1978
Department: Product Development

“Not often in the story of mankind does a man like Andrew arrive on earth. To know him was to know him well. Andrew was incapable of half measures, and to know him well was to love him. He was a born leader; he excelled at everything he did; and he inspired by his example. This is a man who taught us what it means to be alive, and there falls along with him a whole wing of the palace of our lives.”

These words were spoken at Andrew’s memorial by one of his best friends.

Andrew was a truly remarkable young man. He was talented, intelligent, quick-witted and most definitely unique; his short life was productive and active. He was a natural athlete, a born leader. His competitive nature drove him to excel at everything he did. He was always surrounded by friends, and family who loved him. He was so many good things all rolled up into one amazing young man. Thank you, Andrew, for being my son, for the great memories you created, the good times we all shared and for the insights into life that you provided us. Andrew, your father and I are proud to call you our son. You were truly a light in our lives, a shining star, our golden boy. You made everyone laugh, that is something we will always cherish. We’re thankful for the short time we had with you. Andrew, we will never forget you, you are here with us always, I can still see your smile, hear you laugh. You were kind, sensitive and protective of those you loved, a loyal son, brother and friend. May God give you peace; we will love and cherish you always. Andrew, you are sadly missed but your spirit lives in every life you touched. We loved you living and we love you still. I long for the time when I can be with you again.

Angela Stergiopoulos, Mother

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  Richard H Stewart, Jr.

Date of Birth: August 14, 1966
Position: Bond Trader

Thirty-five years ago, God gave us a wonderful gift in our son, Rich. Until September 11, 2001, we didn’t know just how precious that gift was.

Rich was everything we could have wanted in a son. His love and devotion to his family was uncompromising. He lived a spiritual life and always managed to find the bright side of any situation. His smile always

Joan B. Stewart, Mother

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  Thomas Strada

Date of Birth: July 1, 1960
Department: Corporate Bonds
Position: Senior Vice President

Tom was and will always be the love of my life. I will forever remember his stories, his laughter, his smile and his touch.
He loved action and if we didn’t have plans on a Saturday night or an occasional weeknight around 7:00 pm he would kiss the kids goodbye and we’d joke Daddy was going to his second job. He’d be off to the Meadowlands – that often meant extra cash for extra “things”. Tom loved money, loved to make a score and loved sharing it with whoever was around him. He loved betting on horses, AC, football, fantasy golf, and college hoops. When driving somewhere, we on more than one occasion had to pull over, find a payphone to “make a call” (thank God for cell phones, we got places quicker).
He was a natural athlete, a gifted golfer and fisherman. His competitive nature drove him to excel as a bond broker, his good nature attracted an endless list of friends. He was an “over the top” kind of person that people gravitated to. I know his phone rang all day at work from friends just to hear the latest “Tom” version of things. His sense of humor, his “spin” on a story, his colorful commentary and his ability to imitate someone in his unique way is what will be missed mostly by all of us. And no one could come up with a quicker nickname or a funnier description of an otherwise normal situation than Tom. Every night he came home and he had a funny story about something, someone or something he’d heard, read or saw that day. But above everything, Tom loved me, Thomas, Kaitlyn and baby Justin. He was the best dad at our pool, always swimming with them, jumping off the high dive, playing torpedo or building sand castles. He would play track ball, race cars, push them as high as they could go on the swings and always have time for videogames, reading, singing, dancing with Katie and bike riding with Thomas.
He made our life full, fun and happy. Our lives were rich beyond what money could buy, our love was deep, and we lived the “good” life – we had it all.
Tom had a heart of gold, was generous beyond words (always gave you “something for your pocket”), high-spirited – a life force that will live on in our hearts forever. “Every man dies, but not every man lives”.
I will love you for eternity,

Terry Strada, Wife