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Date of Birth: May 5, 1949
Position: Manager of Customer Integration, eSpeed
We lost a wonderful father when the World Trade Center collapsed on that horrible day in September. He was 52 years old, and Manager of Customer Integration at eSpeed.
Dad was so vibrant and full of life; he always talked as if he would live forever. Working for Cantor Fitzgerald was like a dream come true for him. He was so proud of his office, and loved introducing us to all his co-workers and showing us the fantastic view. He had as many careers as such a multi-talented person could expect to have; he was an actor, social worker, an officer in the military, and a composer of beautiful choral and symphonic music.
But most important to him was his relationship with us, his children, and to us, he was a great dad. We always knew how much he loved us. He didn’t like ending phone conversations without saying so. We could tell him anything, and he would not judge us. He believed in each of us as separate, unique individuals and was constantly encouraging us to be the best we could. He wanted us to be happy, and was content to let us choose our own paths. We knew he worried a lot about us. We tried to let him know that everything would be okay, that we would be okay. He would always promise us that he would live until he was 106, and we believed him. We never imagined that we would lose him so soon. And as much as he loved his children, Dad also loved his partner, Tom. Tom was one of the most wonderful things ever to happen to Dad. Tom has always been a loyal, caring friend and ally. We are so grateful to him for everything he has done for Dad and for us.
We were so unprepared to lose you, Dad. We feel your absence in everything. At family gatherings sometimes there is a pause as we look around, waiting for the missing person to arrive. A moment passes, and we realize we have been waiting for you. We loved the way you laughed, the way your eyes crinkled up when you smiled. Some of our memories are so simple: tickle fights when we were younger, visiting Civil War battlefields, walking around New York together, going out for dinner. Without your voice, our world is so much quieter. When you died, the world became a little flatter, less joyful. Without your presence, we feel a missing link.
We miss you, Daddy. We love you always.