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Darryl L. McKinney Date of Birth: December 29, 1974 Position: Brokerage Clerk Darryl L. McKinney Jr., known to all as “Pop”, was born on December 29, 1974 at Albert Einstein Hospital in the Bronx. He received his education in the New York City school system. He attended Colgate Day Care at age three. From there he attended public school 93 and 152 in District 8. In June of 1993, he graduated from Chelsea High School. Darryl loved basketball. He played basketball in schoolyards and the neighborhood parks. He also had the opportunity to attend various basketball camps and was recognized for his talents with numerous trophies and plaques. In 1993, Darryl received a full Athletic Academic Scholarship to Elmira College in Elmira, New York, to play basketball. He was one of the team’s star players and also was on the Athletic Advisory Board. In 1997, he received his Bachelors Degree in Political Science and also in 1998, his Masters in Adult Education. After college he participated in various year round tournaments, including the famous Rucker’s. Darryl was employed in the year 2000 with Cantor Fitzgerald as a Brokerage clerk. He was preparing to take the series seven exam for his broker’s license on September 22, 2001. “Pop” had a love for life. His strength and determination should be an inspiration to all when facing life’s challenges. Whatever he did, he gave it his best. In life, he felt nothing beats a failure but a try, and accomplished the goals which he set. Darryl will always be in our hearts and minds and his love for life will always live on in us.
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Francis Noel McGuinn Date of Birth: December 25, 1952 ~A letter to my dear husband~ A father, a son, a brother, a son-in-law, a friend, As each day passes, I hurt a little bit less and love you even more. Every day our children remember you. They cherish all the memories of the times they spent with you and often ask God how people could be so cruel as to take you away from them. I am grateful, however, that those memories are alive and well and are keeping the children surrounded with your love. They miss you madly, especially when math is part of the homework assignment or there is a bad boo-boo that needs your special healing touch. Most of all they miss singing and dancing with you in the living room and the way you made them feel like the most important, most special, most beautiful, and most talented girls in the world. I wanted to tell you one more time, how very proud I was to be your wife. Your incredible ability to turn a dream into reality gave me hope. You had the ability to do what seemed impossible, almost all the time. I respected your clarity of purpose and intention that you metered with kindness and generosity. You were a man of action, so enthused with life that each day you were able to learn and grow. Your commitment to excellence in any task was inspiring and often left me breathless and in awe. You created the relationships, experiences and results that enhanced your life and then, in turn, you enhanced the lives of those around you. I believe that your example of strength, character and courage were your special gifts and I thank you for sharing them with me. You understood that a whole and healthy family is life’s greatest treasure; I will keep that intact and in my heart. Although your dream has been shattered by circumstance, know that I carry it forward with prudence, justice, temperance, fortitude, faith, hope and love.
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Robert McCarthy Date of Birth: June 29, 1968 Position: OTC trader Rob was the most caring man I ever met. If someone was upset, you could always count on Rob to cheer you up. On August 26, 2001, our son, Shane Robert was born. I believe this was the happiest day of Robs life. He was looking so forward to becoming a father. He was wonderful with children. Always made them laugh. For the two weeks he had to spend with Shane, he was a great dad. He would come home from work and lay on the couch and Shane would lay right next to him. They slept in exactly the same position, it was amazing. Rob loved life, he had so many plans for the future, so many things he wanted to do. He worked hard his whole life to have a future for our family. He had a brand new home in which he was so proud. He loved working in and around the house. He loved to cook. He was a great cook. His brother-in-law, Gerald O’Leary, who was also killed in the disaster, was a chef. They would always share ideas for a great meal. Rob attended Manhattan College, with a bachelor’s degree in Finance. He loved his job, he loved the excitement that came with it. Life was becoming exactly what he wanted it to become. He had a wife who loved him more than anything, a new home, a great job, and a brand new baby boy. Life was perfect.
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Justin McCarthy Date of Birth: September 19, 1971 Position: Assistant Equities Trader Justin was just one week shy of his 30th birthday. He graduated from The Harvey School in Westchester, NY and then from Hofstra University. He loved working at Cantor and his career was soaring. He planned to marry Megan Cromer next August. On the Sunday before September 11th, Justin played golf with his dad, Dennis, then picked up his fiancée and soon to be adopted son, two-year-old Matthew, and joined his mom at the ocean. He saw his family. Justin told me that day, “Mom, I have it all.” Justin’s family holds close to their heart his beautiful smile, sense of humor and creative mind. Justin loved golf, fly- fishing, shark fishing and sculpting. He was an artist as well as math wiz. The loss of this extraordinary man has left his family, relatives, friends and fiancée with broken hearts. His Mom, Bet McCarthy
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Matthew Mc Dermott Date of Birth: May 27, 1967 Department: Institutional Equity Program Trading Group Matt….Indexing just isn’t as fun without the singing trader at Cantor. You never quite knew all the words, but you could whistle and hum to beat the band. Miss you and your coworkers.
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Jennifer Mazzotta Date of Birth: April 12, 1978 Department: Operations I sit here today to reflect on my beautiful daughter and all the joy she brought everyone she touched. Jennifer is the oldest of my three children and has been an inspiration to us all. Since Jennifer started walking at the age of eight and a half months there was no stopping her. Always a quick learner and independent. Her brother and sister were very close to Jennifer and they were always there for each other. Jennifer was the first one in the family to graduate college, something she was very proud of as well as her family. Jennifer always set goals in her life and planned everything. She always said she going to make something of herself, and she did. She was so proud of her job at Cantor Fitzgerald and was determined to move up quickly in the company. She was with the company for a little over a year, right after she graduated St. Joseph College in Brooklyn in 2000. Jennifer and her fiance Anthony Roman were ready to plan their Wedding Day now that she had her career started and he was in the police academy. They were together almost six years. Their first big date was Jennifer’s High School prom; she graduated from Grover Cleveland High School. Jennifer and Anthony were inseparable, a beautiful couple that planned and worked so hard for their future together. Besides being a loving daughter, sister and fiancee Jennifer also acquired many friends in her life. Her best friend Catherine Browne and Jennifer were like sisters more than friends and is deeply missed by her. Wherever Jenn went she made friends along the way. She also made dear friends at Cantor, especially Christina who has also now been there for me when I needed to talk to someone; she was always there to listen. In closing, let me say this is the hardest thing I will ever have to do. Words could not express how I miss you Jennifer. I know I’ve always told you how proud I am of you and how much I love you but I wish I had one more day to tell you again. To let you know that you are an inspiration to us all for all you accomplished. Jennifer is also missed by her grandfather, grandmother, numerous aunts, uncles and cousins, her godchild Kayla, and especially her brother-in-law John Bonetti and Alyssa Bonetti, Jennifer’s first niece, whom she never got to see. Till I’m with you again your love and your memories will be forever in my heart. Love, Mom and Dad
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Edward Mazzella Jr Date of Birth: March 26, 1939 Department: Equity Sales Position: Senior Vice President Ed Mazzella was sixty-two and lived in Monroe for the past thirty years. He was born and raised in Brooklyn, NY. We were married for forty years this past February 11th. He was my life and now all I have left are the memories. I have an ache in my heart that will never go away. We have two wonderful children and four beautiful grandchildren. He adored them all and would do anything for his family and his friends. Ed worked on Wall Street for forty years. Clients became his lifelong friends. He truly enjoyed going to work each day but was looking forward to retiring on September 14th. Kay Mazzella, wife Other than his family his two great passions were golf and watercolor painting. His golf game improved this past year and on September 2nd, he won his flight in the club championship on the first playoff hole. His paintings were enjoyed by all who viewed them and many are proudly displayed in the homes of family and friends. Perhaps his greatest talent was the ability to share a conversation. In the days following September 11th, our family received many cards and letters from people expressing their sympathy and relating how he left a lasting impression on them. The most memorable of these are from people he met briefly, the man who installed his satellite dish or the young girl from the catering company who helped serve Christmas dinner at our home. A day doesn’t go by that we don’t think of him. We have a void in our hearts that is immeasurable. He was the core of our family. We still gather for holidays and family occasions but an emptiness remains among us. In the days ahead we have many hills to climb but we know his guidance will always be with us showing us the way. Michael and Patricia Mazzella (son and daughter-in-law) Susan and Matthew Brannigan (daughter and son-in-law)
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Marcello Matricciano Date of Birth: July 1, 1970 Position: Manager of Customer Installations Marcello was a loving husband, father and son. He was Wall Street’s biggest fan. I met Marcello when I was 17 years old and he was 19 in the Bear Stearns’ mailroom department where we were both starting our careers. While others read magazines and junk that circulated around the mailroom, Marcello read the Wall Street Journal, NY Times and all of the latest financial information. He was fascinated by Wall Street and couldn’t understand why others didn’t share in his passion. I knew then that he would be successful on Wall Street. He was always the center of attention at family gatherings, sharing his knowledge of the markets. He became his family’s own financial planner and he loved every minute of it. He will forever be remembered to all who knew him as ambitious and someone who stopped at nothing until he achieved his goal. He enjoyed reading, music, soccer, cycling and, boy, did he love his Italian Food! Nothing but the best for him. He loved to read up on all of the best restaurants and best wines. He always made it his business to try the latest and the greatest places just so that he could say he tried it. He looked forward to his weekend rides in Central Park with his buddy Ed where he would work off all of the food he had eaten just days before. Then there is Nicholas. Oh, how he loved his son! He lived his life for his son. He loved the best of everything and never gave his Nicholas or I any less. Nothing could make him happier than Nicholas could. I could not have asked for a better father for my son. Although Nicholas had you for only 4 years of his life, he will remember you for eternity. You made such an impact in his life. He misses you dearly! My love, you were a devoted father and husband. You always managed to make me laugh with your silly and sometimes obnoxious comments. The way you dedicated your life to your family will never be forgotten. We were all very proud of you and I, too, hope to make you proud of me in the way I will continue to raise our son. You will forever be missed by your family and all who knew you. Life as I knew it will never be the same without you. You will forever be in our hearts. Goodbye My Love, until our paths cross again! Nicholas and I will LOVE YOU FOREVER!
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Michael Massaroli Date of Birth: June 20, 1963 Position: Vice President of Operations Michael was one of the kindest people I have ever known. He was a dedicated husband, a great father, a loyal friend, and a hard worker. He was well respected by all who knew him. If you had a problem all you had to do was ask and he would solve it for you. He was also a devoted Met and Jet fan. Some of my fondest memories are going to Met games with him and my son Michael. I fully intend to carry on that tradition with my daughter Angelina also. I will miss Michael with all my heart until the day I leave this earth. My only dreams now are of making him proud of me and I long for the time when I can be with him again.
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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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