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  Mark David Hindy

Date of Birth: July 20, 1973
Position: Equities Trader

Mark was a joy from the moment he was born. I think he was born laughing. As a toddler, we often heard him laughing in his sleep and the sound of a child’s hearty laugh bubbling up from his toes was enough to make us laugh.

He was a very determined little boy and before the age of 3, he was riding a two-wheel bike (without training wheels). His athletic ability manifested itself very early. He attended St. Anselm’s elementary school in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, and was an excellent student. He was an enthusiastic participant in all sports and could often be found after school in the park playing baseball, basketball or bike riding. He graduated from Poly Prep Country Day high School in 1991 – lettering in Baseball, Football and Basketball.

Mark attended Vanderbilt University in Nashville, Tennessee. At Vanderbilt, Mark played baseball – no mean feat to walk onto a Division One baseball team in the Southeast Conference. Here, as at Poly, Mark received a great education, honed that team spirit and made wonderful, lasting friendships which he truly treasured.

Mark did what few people are able to do in their lifetime. He was able to pursue his dream of playing professional baseball. After graduating from Vanderbilt, he packed up and drove out to Ogden, Utah, for a summer of playing pro ball with the Ogden Raptors. He found the experience incredible. Of course, he was playing ball and getting paid for it. But that wasn’t all of it. He drove cross-country by himself – passing through states with unending miles of corn on either side of the road, waking up to an inch of snow covering his car on a morning in early June in Wyoming, and seeing unparalleled vistas spread out before him around almost every turn in the road while driving up into the high desert of Utah. In fact, on an overnight bus ride back to Ogden after an “away” game, Mark woke just in time to see the sun rising. The sight was so magnificent that he wanted to share it with someone so he looked around the bus and finding the rest of his teammates still asleep, he just settled back into his seat and in quiet solitude enjoyed the breathtaking beauty spread out before him.

He joined Cantor in July of 1996, paid his dues in hours worked and tasks mastered and finally became a Trader on the Listed Equities Desk. He loved his job and the people he worked with.

Mark was the ultimate positive thinker.
He was steadfast in his continuous unwavering love and support for both family and friends.
He was blessed with an enduring charm, a humble nature and a generous heart along with an unending supply of smiles and laughter.
He loved and respected his parents; idolized his brother and best friend, Greg; respected and adored his sister-in-law, Lorraine; and was enchanted by and loved with all his heart, his niece, Olivia, about whom he would always say, “She makes me feel so special.”
There was a true gentleness, innocence and untouched purity about Mark.
He was a kind, gentle man whose absence is now and will always continue to be deeply felt.
You will remain forever young and beautiful in our hearts, my darling son. And we will love and miss you always.


Ginny Hindy, Mother
  • A person can’t simply say that Mark Hindy was one of the nicest guys anyone could ever know. Anyone who knew him knew that he was so much more than that.
    I remember how enthusiastic he was about an opportunity to work for a securities firm in downtown NY. As he sat across the desk from me during his job interview, he indicated that no task was too menial and he would work as many long hours as necessary to get the job done. Although many job candidates made similar statements, with Mark you knew he was being sincere. It was obvious to me during that interview that Mark offered some very special qualities. And of all the positions I filled in the Company, I must admit that Mark was the greatest hire of all.
    Mark was extremely liked by everyone he worked with. His smile warmed you up inside. You felt good just being around him. Every now and then, Mark, myself, and a few other co-workers would enjoy a couple of beers after work and play a few games of pool. Mark often talked about how special his family was and the vacations they would take together. His husky laugh would always make me crack up.
    Before I left the firm in ’99, I knew Mark was doing extremely well at Cantor. I wasn’t at all surprised by what he had accomplished in such a short time.
    I am glad I have so many special memories of Mark. His family and friends will always be in my thoughts.

    I will never forget you Mark Hindy.

    Peggy O'Daly, Former CF Employee
  • March 11, 2002

    My dear “Mr. Mark”…………( I always did call you that, didn’t I?)

    Today marks the 6 month anniversary of that horrific day that robbed us of your smiling face and your precious life…..Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you, not one day……..Remember how I never worried when Adam was with you?????? Especially when you took him to his first “girly” bar, and had him smoking cigars at the age of fifteen???????I still didn’t care because I know he was safe with you and Greg……Well, I still think that he is safe, because you are still with him, beside him, guiding him, watching over him……..My sadness comes when you are not there……But then, I become assured, because I know that you are there, in mind and spirit….More so, I know that you are keeping an “eye” on Adam like a hawk because you love him so, as he loves you……

    Mark, you are truly missed………Your animated face and smile, your contagious laugh, your gentleness, (and you being such a big guy!!!!)…………

    May you be sitting at the right had of God, where you now belong………..

    Aunt Joanne

    Joanne Hindy, Aunt
  • Mark

    You know you are greatly missed. Not a day has gone by where I don’t think of the beautiful smile and the infectious laugh… For those that wish to know Mark as I know Mark you can find information about him at http://www.markhindycf.org on the web.

    I love and miss you Mark

    Uncle Jim

    Jim Hindy, Uncle
  • My dearest Mark:

    From the moment you were born, you tickled my heart.

    As you grew through childhood into adulthood, your goodness and effervescence manifested itself. You were and will always be my son, but you are also my friend. Whenever I needed your help you were there. I only regret that I couldn’t be with you when you needed me the most.

    Mom and I are proud of you as a human being, a gentle man – and all of your accomplishments. I know you are looking down on us and will protect us, especially Greg, Lorraine and Olivia. Words cannot express the deep sadness and emptiness your absence from our lives leaves us with. You lit up a room by your mere entry and your presence was always felt.

    No matter the circumstances you were always there and I know you will continue to be.

    You are carried in my heart and thoughts forever. Not a day goes by that I don’t talk to you, and my tears are never far away.

    I love you, Mark. I only wish I could have traded places with you, as you are the one who should be living and enjoying life. Be assured that you will never be forgotten.

    You would be proud to know that the Foundation organized in your name to help children is growing and all your friends and family are hard at work to make it a success – following in your footsteps to success.

    Be at Peace, my Son. ‘Til we meet again, I love you.

    Love always, Dad

    George Hindy, Father
  • How do you start a tribute that you should never have to make? I guess with saying how much you are missed. From nights after big games when I would call right away “Did you see that dunk by (fill in the blank)?” to teasing you about the Knick’s and Allan Houston…he should have been a Cardinal, you were always on the other end of the line.

    You also served the vital role of the hub of our Vanderbilt circle. People could always get together, but you were the glue that held it all together, the voice of reason when things would get crazy. If the tensions got too high, a little “C’mon,” followed by that laugh that everyone knows, would clear the air in a minute.

    You are now gone Hindu, at least physically. Spiritually and emotionally, you will always be a huge part of my life. I miss you buddy.pk.

    Patrick Klapheke PK, Friend/College Roommate
  • My Pal Mark,

    I will will always love, respect, and miss you!!! You have touched us all in a way that you can only now understand. We will never, ever forget you pal.

    Robert Bateh, buddy
  • A smile that could light up a room, a laugh that could turn any frown upside down, a heart as big as an ocean, and a gentleness that touched you to the depths of your soul, these are the essence of my nephew Mark.
    From the day Mark was born he was a true gift from God. He had a wonderful spirit and his love of life was infectious. As Mark grew into adulthood he was a delight to be with. I enjoyed our relationship as it changed through the years. Mark’s love of children was always present and I know how proud and happy he must be to have a Foundation in his name that will help children’s charities.
    Whenever I thought of Mark, it would, and forever will, put a smile on my face and in my heart. It is a tremendous loss for our family but heaven has certainly gained a remarkable angel. Mark, I love you and miss you my sweet nephew.
    Carolann Hindy, Aunt

    Carolann Hindy, Aunt
  • I met Mark through his cousin, Kim Hindy, when we were seniors in high school. Kim got Mark to agree to host four of us high school senior girls for a weekend at Vanderbilt, where Mark was a Junior. Mark was not only gracious to let us stay with him in his suite, but he made sure to show us what Vanderbilt was all about. The next fall, I ended up as a freshman at Vanderbilt. Everytime I would pass Mark on campus he would stop to see how things were going and if I needed anything. Mark did not know me well but I knew he would help me with anything I ever needed. He knew I was close to Kim and that was enough for him to reach out to me. Mark has been in my thoughts and prayers.

    Love,
    Jackie LaPan

    Jackie LaPan, Friend
  • Mark, a large part of my heart was ripped away when you were taken and to be here without you rips more of it away each day. There is not one person I looked up to more then you, for support, love and gentle laugh and smile. I miss you everyday and I know that you are shining down on me. You are my friend, my cousin, my brother and you are now my angel watching from heaven. I will never let you go and you are in my heart forever. I love you and miss you.

    Adam Tosto, Cousin
  • I did not know Mark, but knew his brother Greg well at Fairfield University. The day I saw Mark’s photo as missing, my heart sank. I knew that Greg and his brother were very close. If Mark was anything like Greg, I know he was a terrific guy. I am so sorry for your loss, Hindy family. I pray for you daily. Greg especially, although I have not seen you since graduation your loss of your brother weighs on my mind.
    Rest peacefully, Mark

    Rochelle Deach Doyle, Friend of brother Greg at Fairfield
  • July 20, 2002

    My Dear “Mr. Mark”……

    Today is your 29th birthday and I want to wish you a very “Happy Birthday!” Knowing you and your love of good times, you must have everyone, where you are, “rocking and rolling” in celebration of your birthday!!!! Only you could make God “dance”!!!!!!
    I love you Mark and miss you terribly, everyday of my life……

    Our “ANGEL” in heaven, Mark……

    Aunt Joanne

    Joanne Hindy, Aunt
  • Make yourself familiar with the angels, and behold them frequently in spirit; for without being seen, they are present with you.
    Dear Mark,
    As the anniversity of that terrible day approaches, I started to read the beautiful tributes written about you by your Mom, Dad, Grandmother, Aunt, Cousins and friends. Your picture appears next to the words, and as I look
    at your smiling face with those beautiful Hindy eyes, my heart grows heavy, for all those you’ve
    left behind.
    Although we’ve only met a few times, you always
    reminded me of a cuddly man with a lovely nature.
    Angels are special people. I know you are an angel.
    Rosemarie Quinn Cousin

    Rosemarie Quinn, Cousin
  • Make yourself familiar with the angels, and behold them frequently in spirit; for without being seen, they are present with you.
    St. Francis DeSales

    Dear Mark,
    As the anniversery of that terrible day approaches, I started to read the beautiful tributes written about you by your Mom, Dad,
    Grandmother, Aunt, Cousins, and friends. Your
    picture appears next to the words and as I look at your smiling face with those beautiful Hindy eyes, my heart grows heavy for all those you’ve
    left behind.
    Although we’ve met a few times, you always reminded me of a cuddly man with a loving nature.
    Angels are special people. I know you are an
    Angel.
    Rosemarie Quinn Cousin

    Rosemarie Cousin, Cousin
  • I knew Mark for the 2+ years I worked at Cantor—helping him up the ladder of success by taking over his operational duties, effectively pushing him onto the trading desk. We worked side by side, with me advancing in his shadow, always just one step behind. He was by far the most driven person at Cantor, and just as everyone else has mentioned, he had a laugh that made you smile and laugh too. Mark was Cantor’s biggest asset as far as I was concerned since he knew the equities department from front to back, literally! If I was to describe him, I would say he was down to earth, genuine, and someone that could make the best of just about any situation.

    We spent many a night on the town with fellow co-workers having fun, shooting pool, and getting taken out to steak dinners by the floor brokers. We played basketball in the Hamptons since as fate had it, Mark’s house was about four doors away from mine the same year I left Cantor.

    I will never forget Mark, and just typing this tribute is bringing a tear to my eye.

    Jamie Halegoua, Former Co-Worker
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