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Date of Birth: April 24, 1973
Position: Trader, Equity Options
People will remember the barrel chest, the wide-shoulders, and of course, the baseball cap atop his head. His physical stature was intimidating, but ask any of the ladies who knew him and they will tell you, his dimpled smile and bright blue eyes were disarming.
Christopher Ingrassia was a big man, even beyond physique. You always knew when Chris was entering a room: not only by the eclipsing of the doorway but by the many “Ingrass!” shouts that would erupt. Chris was the guy everyone couldn’t wait to see. He made everything more fun. He had a natural way of connecting with people, and he made everyone around him feel welcome. So often laughing, joking, and smiling, he was a joy to be around.
A wide mix of Princetonians expressed their concern and support to his family, revealing the impact Chris had on people. From his football teammates, Forbes and 1901 hall mates, DEC members, fellow economics majors, to people he met on the street, he charmed everyone he encountered. He was bright, considerate, and generous. Those of us fortunate to have known him well, however, will best remember his wit and ever-present grin. He was quick with one-liners, impish practical jokes, and invented nonsensical words (Chris-speak, we called it).
He often said, “Go big or go home.” Chris did everything big, and it showed in his love for his family and friends, his love of the Giants, Yankees, and his enthusiasm for life. To go big meant having to take chances occasionally. It was one of these chances that sent him to the London offices of Cantor Fitzgerald for four years. He had returned to their WTC offices in February of 2001.
During the time he was in London, we didn’t see him as often as we liked and we all looked forward to his trips home. Now, we all look forward to the day when the memory of Chris brings joy instead of sadness. We will get together without him, but we will never forget the many wonderful times we shared with our great friend.
By Dennis O’Dowd ’95 and Ed Franowicz ’95 of Princeton University