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  Laura Angilletta

Date of Birth: August 11, 1978
Position: P & S Clerk

When Maria got a phone call from her brother, Albert on September 11, he told her to turn on the television, that the World Trade Center had been hit by a plane.

Maria started screaming and then she started calling every number on the 101st floor where her sister, Laura worked for the Operations Department.

She knew all those numbers because she was on maternity leave from the same company where she worked for 10 years. She sat right behind her sister, who was 23 and just joined the company in April as a Purchase and Sales clerk in the Corporate Bonds division of Operations.

Albert immediately drove down to the towers to look for his sister Laura, but soon realized after exiting the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel on a motorcycle, which was the quickest way into the city, things looked really bad. Even being a New York City Police Officer there was nothing he could do to bring his sister safely home.

Carmine, Laura’s father, also went to the World Trade Center that morning to find his daughter. As he came from the train station, people were running into the nearest building for safety where everyone had been locked in until there was somewhat of a calmness. It was as if the world came to an end; for Carmine and his family – it did.

Laura was so happy to get the job at Cantor. She graduated from the College of Staten Island in December with a bachelor’s degree in Business Management. Her graduation ceremony was in June. Laura did not attend because she was new at her job and did not want to take time from it. She loved her work. She wanted to get her foot in the door and work her way up.

Visiting her nephew, John Gerard, was something she did every night. Laura would go to Maria’s house. She would lay on the bed with her newborn nephew for hours and just watch him. She was so fond of him. She was so excited when Maria and her husband John asked her to be the Godmother to John Gerard. We know her life is not here but her spirit lives on.

Laura was very affectionate, sweet and so kind-hearted.

“She was a beautiful girl who always had a smile on her face,” said her mother, Dorotea.

The Cantor Fitzgerald job was not her first. When she was 15, she approached John Mattera of Arrochar Pharmacy for a job. It was unusual to hire someone that young, but he knew her from the neighborhood. In the seven years Laura had worked at the pharmacy as a manager and technician. She took responsibility as if it was her own store. She made good friends with all the employees and customers. The customers are devastated. She was always smiling and pleasant and she was always laughing.

Laura enjoyed shopping, dancing, being with her friends and most of all spending time with her family.

Laura was charismatic, vivacious and always happy with a beautiful smile and a gleam in her eyes. That is what we will always miss but never forget…”our angel”…LAURA.

Maria, Sister

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  Chris Edward Allingham

Date of Birth: October 6, 1964
Position: Municipal Bond broker

Christopher Edward Allingham was only 36 years old, but he had already spent half of his life working on Wall St. After graduating St John Vianney H.S. in Holmdel N.J., Chris went on to St. Peter’s College in Jersey City, NJ. After class, Chris would take the PATH to the World Trade Center and walk down to Broadway where he sold the N.Y. Post everyday regardless of the weather. His work ethic and glowing personality caught the eye of a regular customer who offered Chris his first job brokering Municipal Bonds.
Chris was the most positive, easy going, non-judgmental and genuinely happy person that I have ever encountered in my life. He never had a bad word to say about anyone and he would give you the shirt off of his back in a heartbeat. He was passionate about the Giants, loved his work, but most of all he loved his wife Donna and his two boys, Christopher and Kyle.
I was fortunate enough to spend Saturday, September 8 with Chris at my brother Bill’s house. We spent our day in typical Chris Allingham style: drinking Buds, barbequing and playing with all of the kids. I will cherish that day for the rest of my life.
If we all could live by his way, the world would truly be a better place. Live each day as if it’s your last. Always be happy no matter the hand that you are dealt. Spend the time most with those who you love. Don’t pass judgment without first looking at yourself.
I can only hope that I can be half of the man that you were, and live the rest of my life the way that you lived yours. I never got a chance to thank you for being such a good friend and brother so I keep wishing for 5 more minutes with you. I miss you terribly and will think of you everyday until we meet again.
I love you,

Your brother JJ Allingham

JJ Allingham, Brother

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  Andrew Alameno

Date of Birth: January 12, 1964
Department: Securities Lending
Position: Partner/Repo Sales

Andy was one of the good guys. The really good guys. He grew up in Wildwood Crest, New Jersey, and never left the beach too far behind. He was a lifeguard who loved Elvis, a scratch golfer, a natural athlete who scored home runs when the desk played softball. He was a devoted son and a loving brother, brother-in law and crazy “Uncle Andy” to thirteen nieces and nephews. He was always loyal to his Philadelphia Eagles no matter how long he lived in New York Giants land. Andy was, simply, a great friend.

He was completely comfortable in his own skin. A lot of people move to New York City and reinvent themselves. Andy liked who he was and never tried to be something he wasn’t. And it worked – everyone loved Andy.

We had a wonderful life. Andy was a family man. He probably should have entertained more after work, but he wanted to come home to be with us. Imagine Andy on his bike, with our son Joe on the back, me with our daughter Nina, chasing down the ice cream man through the streets of Westfield. Think of Andy driving his beloved Miata with those ever-present sunglasses and baseball cap on, Joe in the booster seat next to him, sunglasses and baseball cap on, just like daddy. This summer he was teaching Joe how to play golf and was so proud of his little boy’s swing. He would take Nina for long walks with her doll stroller and invariably end up carrying Nina and the stroller all the way home. He adored us and we adored him. He was never happier.

How do you sum up a life? It’s far too early and far too sad. Andy lives on in his children, in my heart, and in the wonderful memories we all have of a really, really good guy.

If you knew Andy, please share your thoughts and memories here. It would be a gift to all of us. Thank you.

Sally Cohen-Alameno, Wife

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  Alok Agarwal

Date of Birth: May 3, 1965

He was a man of principles and was so helpful to others that the God needed his help, too. It is hard to believe that disaster, which has ruined the life of thousands, was the act of human beings.

Shafali Agarwal, Wife

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  Shannon Adams

Position: Fixed Income Accountant

It is hard to imagine someone coming from the smallest of towns, and achieving success in the financial capital of the world. But that was Shannon. His hometown of Star Lake, NY likely has fewer residents than his floor had employees, but that didn’t stop Shannon from shining. He was one of the most loved people I ever had the privilege to meet.

Jay, Friend

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  Donald L. Adams

Date of Birth: January 27, 1973
Position: Vice President, eSpeed Sales

Donald Adams, standing 6’5″, was an impressive sight, but his personality was even more impressive. He had a tremendous love for life. As soon as you met him you could feel it. He greeted you with a hello that could be heard from miles and a handshake that meant business. Before long you were hugging and sharing stories and meeting at a bar for drinks. His friends became his family and once you were family you were connected. That meant going out to dinner, coming to the house for gatherings and, of course, golfing. For those who played golf with Don knew you played until you dropped. Golf to Don was like water to fish.

The most important part of his life was his family, his daughter Rebecca and myself, his wife.
He was a devoted husband and father. Our wedding 3 1/2 years ago was a magical day which brought our spirits together as one. The birth of our daughter was a miracle that brought our physical beings together as one. Our lives became complete with Rebecca. In the 5 months that he knew Rebecca, Don gave her more love than some people receive in a lifetime. At the end of the day, a kiss went to Rebecca and a kiss went to me. He world was complete.

Now as we move on and pick up the pieces, we draw on Don’s strength and love for life to get us out of the dark.

D, I love you and miss you. H

Heda Adams, Wife

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  Paul Acquaviva

Date of Birth: October 24, 1971
Department: Corporate Development
Position: Vice President

Love, laughter and light: words that describe Paul, my high school sweetheart, my husband and my best friend. Paul was a gift-to his friends, to his family and to me. Although it would be easy to remember him most for his list of accomplishments-achieving in 29 years what many take a lifetime to: a solid career, a loving home and adoring family, we must also include his shining smile, sharp wit and most of all, his devotion to his family.
You could write a book about his love for his 2 1/2 year old daughter, Sarah, who captured his heart at birth. To her he was “da”-her Daddy who cooled her hot French fries one by one, wore blue (her favorite color) almost every day and slid her down the staircase banister, relishing in her squeals of delight. He took her on carousels, flew her Elmo kite at twilight on the ocean beach and took her for “little” walks, hand in hand. On the morning of 9/11 as he said his daily good-byes, Sarah grabbed his face in her two small hands and gave him two big kisses: big enough to last a lifetime.
I will remember Paul and the small things: like Sunday mornings on the porch with a mug of coffee and the papers, matinee movie dates, arms entwined and fingers in popcorn and the sound of his steady breathing as he slept. I will remember Paul and the big things: like exchanging our wedding vows tearfully, him proudly holding Sarah for the first time and clasping hands as we learned our second child (due December 2001) was a boy. I will remember Paul’s last words to me from the 103rd floor of tower 1 at 9:05am on 9/11-“Court, I love you”-words I will not forget or let go of.
It would be easy to focus on the loss of his life, of our future and of our dreams together, but we will focus on the luck we had, my family and I, to have had Paul in our lives…he was a gift. We will focus on what his children will give us-little bits of himself every day, gifts he has left for us to cherish. Paul will always be loved and never forgotten. He lives through his children and through me. He is in our hearts and souls.

Love, laughter and light: “Paul-UAMFE-I will remember…always.”

Courtney, Sarah and Paul Acquaviva, Wife and children

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  Andrew & Vincent Abate

Position: Bond Traders

Vincent was born on May 23, 1961 and Andrew was born three years
later on September 6, 1964. It seems that the boys were not just brothers but good friends right from the start.
As bright little boys they attended St. Francis Cabrini School, where they acquired the early academic skills that were so necessary toward their continuing education. In addition, they developed religious values, which they carried with them throughout their lives.
They then went on to Poly Prep Country Day School, which was probably the most enjoyable part of their education. They participated in their respective sports and grew into lively teenagers who were furthering their educations, preparing for the future, and doing it all with enormous amount of pleasure and pride. They considered the years they spent at Poly Prep as part of the most memorable times of their lives.
After Poly, Vincent went on to Ithaca College and Andrew went to C.W. Post where he met Carolyn. From that moment on, Andrew had a future wife and Vincent had a sister. Naturally, when Andrew and Carolyn were married, they chose Vincent to serve as best man at their wedding.
When Vincent’s job took him to London, Andrew and Carolyn vacationed there and all three shopped at Harrods Department Store for memorable Christmas ornaments for the family Christmas tree which they decorated together at Andrew and Carolyn’s home in Melville, Long Island.
On summer weekends, Andrew and Carolyn often drove to Vincent’s rented summerhouse on the Jersey Shore where they enjoyed the sun, the ocean breeze, some good fishing and most of all just being together. They treasured their weekends at the shore.
Everyone referred to Vincent and Andrew as Best Friends, Brothers at Work and Play. That’s why it was no surprise that on the morning of September 11, 2001, when the terrorist plane struck the World Trade Center, Vincent and Andrew were together, at work at Cantor Fitzgerald, on the 105th floor of Tower One.
Their lives on this earth ended that terrible day, but we will always remember
Vincent and Andrew as Bright Little Boys who grew into Lively Teenagers and emerged as Intelligent, Successful Bond Traders who were highly respected in their field.
They possessed wonderful family values and throughout their lives treated each and every person with whom they connected with kindness, courtesy and respect.
…They will be sorely missed.

Dear Vincent and Andrew… You were the joy of my life…

The years I spent helping you both grow into responsible adults were the most fulfilling of my life.
You grew into loving sons, devoted to each other and me. Carolyn completed our world by marrying Andrew and capturing all our hearts.
Your love and respect for family and friends was evident each and every day of our lives.
You shared a wonderful friendship with Michael Uliano, and when he married Linda she fit lovingly into our family portrait.
I know that you are both in heaven with Michael and that each of you is surrounding us with your love and protection.
You left me with wonderful memories… But you left me much too soon. I needed more time with you.
So, My Darling Sons… Until we meet again, I know you will be watching over me, as I once watched over you.

I Love You Always… Mommy

Elaine Abate, Mother