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Robert F Mace Date of Birth: August 19, 1958 Position: Assistant General Counsel Indelible: You have been taken from us, but you live on in our hearts and memories Each of us carries within a recollection of you that will never fade A little leaguer that wore a Tom Seaver card tucked inside his cap The competitor that always found a way to win, even if it meant changing the rules a bit Of us two, the person whose backside finally broke the yellow paddle The son that mowed down Dad’s newly planted trees on his 1st trip on the riding tractor Playing through the deluge of Hurricane Agnes with running leaps, landing on our stomachs to glide over the pools of water all over the yard Building a baseball diamond with posts, chicken wire and lawn mowers wherever the farmer would grant us space for our “Field of Dreams” Riding our bikes with fury at the sound of Dad’s shrill whistle, knowing that 5 minutes was the limit before time expired for dinner The traveler who took mom on a virtual trip of Munich through the internet The brash young attorney who quips a helicopter trip would close the deal in time The Eagles fan whose voice grew hoarse with each passing quarter The not so handyman whose best work was letting someone else do it The uncle holding his nephew and niece with the love, play and smile of a parent. A would be John Grisham novelist, penning his 1st legal thriller The perennial kid even at 43, hustling off for a week of tennis camp Though difficult to fight the emotion and bewilderment of loss, there is so much more to smile over and reminisce that it dries my tears and nearly makes me chuckle. You will be missed, Rob, my brother, but my images of you are indelible
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Rob was Cantor Fitzgerald’s employment lawyer and was responsible for all legal issues surrounding the significant phases of an emloyee’s career, from recruitment into the company to separation from it. What is remarkable about Rob’s performance in this role, is that during those five years everyone was happy about his treatment of them, no matter how challenging the issue .Rob made it look easy but it was an extremely difficult job.
In addition to being the consummate professional when working on firm matters, Rob was overflowing with outside interests. Whether it was sports, or speculation in the over the counter market, Rob’s enthusiasm was infectious.
No more “living the dream,” Rob, but, your laughter still echoes down the hall.
Rob, I miss you so much. The last 5 years with you were good years. You were a great boss and a beautiful person. Working with you was a joy and a pleasure. My children will always remember you as “Mr. Rob”. You were generous, kind, warm and understanding. In one word you were my “Friend”. To his family, you are all in my prayers now and always.
Rob and I met during college orientation and became roommates, study partners, exercise buddies, and friends. My recollection of Rob from those days is that he was the kind of guy all guys wanted to be athletic, have a great physique, popular with the girls, and a good student.
After we graduated from college, my esteem for Rob grew as I saw him build his career, first as a clerk for a judge in San Diego, and then as an attorney at the National Labor Relations Board. Rob knew all along that he wanted to practice employment law and he did what he needed to get the right experience. He planned his work and then he worked his plan.
After a few years, Rob joined a prestigious New York firm. At a young age, he had done well for himself. He built his career through hard work and dedication. I was proud to call him my friend.
His move to New York allowed us to renew our friendship, we met for dinner whenever we could. During this time I had my own business and was struggling to get it off the ground. Rob knew I wasn’t earning a salary and he always insisted on picking up the tab. He also helped draft several contracts I used in my business. After a full day at work he would review agreements for me. He was loyal and generous.
Of all the things that life offers us, friendship is one of the most precious. Rob was one of my best friends. We shared great times together, and I learned a lot from him.
Dear Rob,
On this the six month anniversary of the barbaric events that took your life, I wish to briefly remember the happier times when you joined our family for holidays and fun in White Plains and Madison, Connecticut. We speak of you often, remembering. We will never forget you and you will always have a place at our table in spirit.
TO THE FAMILY OF ROBERT F. MACE:
I HAVE PURCHASED A MERCY BAND, (BAND STANDING FOR “BEARING ANOTHER’S NAME DAILY), WITH ROBERT’S NAME ENGRAVED ON IT. I WEAR IT DAILY AND PRAY FOR THE FAMILY AND FOR ROBERT’S SOUL.
THERE ARE MANY SIMILARITIES BETWEEN ROBERT AND MYSELF. MY NAME, ROBERTA, IS THE FEMALE VERSION OF ROBERT. I WAS BORN ON AUGUST 1ST…ROBERT ON AUGUST 19TH. I AM A NOVELIST, AND ROBERT DREAMED OF BEING A NOVELIST. I BELIEVE THERE ARE NO COINCEDENCES, THAT GOD HAS A MASTER PLAN…THEREFORE, I WAS DESTINED TO PRAY FOR ROBERT AND HIS FAMILY. I’VE DEDICATED MY NOVEL TO ROBERT. HE NEVER GOT TO FULFILL HIS WRITTING DREAM, BUT I CAN…SO I WANTED TO DO SO IN HIS MEMORY.
I HAVE A WALKING DISABILITY SINCE BIRTH, AND THROUGHTOUT MY LIFE, 2 DIVORCES, BEING A SINGLE PARENT, AND ALL THAT COMES WITH RUNNING A HOME…I’VE CALLED UPON THE LORD. HE’S NEVER LET ME DOWN.
MY PRAYERS ARE WITH YOU ALL.
IF THE FAMILY WOULD CONTACT ME, I’D LOVE TO TALK WITH THEM.
GOD BLESS,
ROBERTA C. DECAPRIO-LEMKE
SCHENECTADY, NEW YORK
[email protected]
Rob and I first met during our freshman year in college. He became one of my oldest and best friends. After college we never seemed to live in the same part of the country, but we got together whenever our travels allowed which were always the highlight of the trips.
I, and more recently my wife, have many fond memories of Rob, from his perspective on music, sports and life to his quick smile and attending our wedding in Sedona. But most of all he was a good friend and great guy who will be missed terribly. A true Eagle.
Rob was a part of our lives for more than ten years. He was “Uncle Robbie” to my children, part of the inner-circle of family and ever-present.
What do I remember with a smile?
The raucous laugh at life’s absurdities; biting sarcasm at life’s stupidities; sitting on the deck in Madison, reading “The New York Times” after taking a run and playing tennis…”Living the Dream”; wearing a birthday party hat at my daughter’s first birthday – for the ENTIRE” party; getting infuriated at the ever-changing rules of the family’s annual charades party, proclaiming, “Stupid family with their stupid rules!”;Instant Messaging with the request to “stop stalking him” when he wanted to go back to looking at the Eagles’ scores; his calm and practical manner when he came to discussions of law and business; dancing with great abandon (despite prior resistance) with my sister; and primal screams while watching sports – any sports but most particularly the Eagles!
I think of you often – when reminded of September 11th, of course – but even more frequently without any particular reason.
We miss your presence on earth.
Rob was a colleague of mine during our years together at the NLRB Appellate Court Branch, in the NLRB headquarters building in Washington, D.C. There we briefed cases and later argued them in the U.S. Courts of Appeals. He was a superb brief writer and oral advocate. After work we often played tennis together in the vicinity of the Virginia Square Metro station in Arlington, VA. The tennis courts at Maury Park, two blocks from the metro station, and Hayes Park, further away, were where our matches took place. Rob had developed a formidable volleying technique and our matches were always competitive. After the match we would sometimes have a beer or two, usually German, our favorites being Becks, Spaten and Erdinger Weissbrau. He always spoke lovingly of his family, his mother, father, and brother, his girlfriend Sue, and often mentioned the many letters written in German from his mom. We will all miss Rob’s energy, focus, optimism, counsel, wit, humanity, and generosity. Rob, despite all, continues and will continue to be a source of inspiration for us all he leaves behind.
Colleague and friend,
Joe Jablonski
Arlington, VA
I had the opportunity to work a number of times for the Cantor Fitzgerald Legal team . .the last day I saw them all was August 11, 2001 . . . , I assumed I’d be back, as usual, during the holidays to see them again.
I have faces and names that I will always remember on September 11. Rob being one of them. I remember him as a sweet, hard working, quiet man . .who would often pop out of his office with a smile, and freely joke with his co-workers and the assistants who worked for them. He often teased me about coming back to work for the team time and time again.
I keep Rob and the others from the legal team that were lost in my thoughts and prayers.
I will never forget.
Well Rob, I can’t call you for the traditional birthday gab but that doesn’t mean I can’t let you know how every much each of us misses you ! Look for the balloons the kids and I will send off to you later today. Catch them and hold them close and know the love we all have for you. Happy 46th my brother.
Think of you daily as I pass by the site. Today, on the sixth anniversary of your passing, I send my prayers your way.
Prayers for you on the eve of the 7th year anniversary of your untimely death. Still holding you dear.
I think of Rob every year, and often on the years in between. I worked on a case for Cantor as outside counsel and was a relatively junior lawyer. Rob let me do my very first mediation without a partner. I remember getting lunch with him on a sunny day, his kindness, and his willingness to mentor even someone who wasn’t at his firm. He was a good person and is still thought of.
Ten Years Later. Never Forgotten. Miss you.
Remembering. Today and everyday.