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|Brian C. Novotny
Date of Birth: December 28, 1967
Position: Derivatives Manager
Brian Novotny was a special person. A brilliant mind for business yet a caring and compassionate person. He was the ultimate competitor and succeeded in everything he set his mind to. If he fell, he got up if he failed, he tried again. He was at the top of his game when he left us extremely successful with work and very much in love with his fiancé Teresa. He was one of eight children, seven boys and a sister. He was the grandson of Irish Immigrants who came to this country to provide a better life for their families. Ironically this great picture of my brother was taken at the top of the North Tower looking out over our great countries symbol of freedom, the Statue of Liberty, the same scene his grandparents experienced 80 years prior. He was raised with strict but basic values, honesty, integrity, religion and a focus on education. He acceled both academically and athletically through Albertus Magnus High School and LeMoyne College, a varsity standout in Baseball, Basketball and Soccer. He was loved at home and at work as indicated by the 2500 people who attended his remembrance and the 1000 friends and family members that came to pay tribute at his memorial mass. The outpouring of support by neighbors, friends and family has renewed our hope in this world. As we struggle to find anything positive from this situation we migrate to the love and support of others who helped us through this most difficult time. We are truly grateful. Some might say that my brother lived a lifetime in his thirty three years. His zest for life brought him all over the world, always eager to try new things and he always looked forward to what tomorrow might bring. He’s been referred to as hero, a patriot, a victim, a martyr but to me he’ll always be my brother. We’ll never forget his smile, his laugh, his jokes, or his caring touch. We were fortunate to contact Brian on his cell phone three times before the North Tower collapsed. To the end he was calm and confident he would get out. Each call ended with “tell Mom and Dad I love them”, “tell Teresa I love her”, “tell my brothers and sister I love them”, “tell my nieces and nephews I love them”. To the very end he was not thinking of himself but of those around him whom he loved. He was my brother. Brian Christopher Novotny. God Bless you Brian. You will never be forgotten.