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Wendy Small Date of Birth: July 16, 1975 Position: Volume Processing Clerk Mommy, I love you so much, I cry, I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. Mommy, the time I spent with you I miss, the hugs and your kisses. Mommy, when I look at your pictures I hole them tight and smile, because we were together for at least awhile. I love you, Tyreek, Son Wendy balanced caring for her son, household responsibilities and her employment with little aid. She was an outgoing person who haf many friends, she also always, had a smile on her face and liked to make others happy. Education was very important to Wendy also, as graduate of Technical College Institute, in Business Administration, her goal was to improve the economic status of that of herself and her son. She took pride in her job, knowing that she would do her best. On September 11th, 2001, Wendy went to work, where she worked for the past 2 1/2 years, that day her life tragically ended. I love Wendy very much, she was my youngest child of three. She will be missed but not forgotten, by her family and friends.
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Ruben Solares Fuiste la felicidad de un hogar al nacer, fuiste un nino carinso y travieso, como todos los ninos, de adolescente inquieto y aventurero, tanto que a los quince anos decidiste embarcarte y posteriormente te radiscaste en Estados Unidos, tomandola como tu segunda patria. Tu familia al memento de tu partida de este mundo te dedica esta oracion: CUANDO EL RELOJ DE MI VIDA SE DETENGA REPENTINAMENTE, NO INTENTES DARLE MAS CUERDA, TAN SOLO ACEPTA ESE HECHO NATURAL. EN EL MOMENTO EN QUE LA PESADA MANO DE LA MUERTE, SE ACERQUE A MI PARA CERRAR MIS OJOS, NO INTENTES ABRIRMELOS DE NUEVO, TAN SOLO RECUERDAME SEIMPRE. SI LA NAVE DEL ADIOS DEFINTIVO, ME LLEVA COMO SU PASAJERO, NI INTENTES DETENERME, TAN SOLO DESEAME UN BUEN VIAJE. EN EL DIA EN QUE SE APAGUE EL SOL DE LA VIDA, NO INTENTES TOMAR MI MANO Y GUIARME TAN SOLO REZA POR MI. Y CUANDO A MI CORAZON SE LE ACABE EL COMBUSTIBLE DE LA VITALIDAD, NO INTENTES PONERLO EN MARCHA CON TUS LAGRIMAS, TAN SOLO GUARDAME DENTRO DE TU ALMA. !ALEGRATE, PORQUE YO YA ESTARE FELIZ CON DIOS! RUBEN TE RECORDAREMOS SIEMPRE CON AMOR. FAMILIA DAVILA SOLARES.
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William E Spitz Date of Birth: April 9, 1952 Position: Government Bonds Broker It’s been too long Since I have seen your smile Heard your voice Talked for a while It’s been too long Since we laughed for hours You sat around the house Or watered your flowers They’re lonely without you Roots all dry Colorless and limp They sometimes cry It’s been too long Since we had a fight You’d teach me each lesson Now, I can’t sleep at night It’s been too long Since you walked down the street Jogged in the morning Knowing you was a treat It feels like weeks ago I sat up in bed Screaming and crying It still plays in my head The images before me Life flashed before my eyes People running, buildings falling Questions,worries and cries It’s been too long Since You called me on the phone You always promised That you would never leave me alone Life goes on for millions Mine will never be the same You’ll always be my father Daddy, they will live in shame! Love Always and forever, Pamela Morgan Spitz-your daughter
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Eric A. Stahlman Date of Birth: June 13, 1958 Department: Swaps Eric Stahlman…a true friend…family man…terrific husband and father…a good son and brother…generous until it hurt…sidesplitting funny man…huge fan of the Grateful Dead, Yankees, Giants and Islanders…lived life to its fullest. You didn’t have to know Eric Stahlman for more than 10 minutes to recognize that he was a very special and unique individual. A true friend… Growing up in Patchogue, Long Island, he was the ringleader of a group of friends that remained close friends for his lifetime. This past summer, he attended his 25th high school reunion. Many of his friends, who hadn’t seen him for a while, commented on how good he looked and how glad they had been to see him. And through college, adulthood and his career in the financial services industry, Eric kept adding to this growing community of friends. And, his friendships were strong and lasting because he was a true friend, a best buddy, in every way. He was that special kind of person that when you were with him, it was impossible not to have a good time. At the end of “It’s a Wonderful Life,” the angel Clarence writes a note to George Bailey that says, “no man is a failure who has friends.” If that statement is true, then Eric Stahlman was one of the most successful people who ever lived. Family man…terrific husband and father…a good son and brother… Eric’s family was the premier joy of his life. His son, Jacob, is a small replica of his dad. And his daughter, Allison, has inherited her dad’s loving, caring traits. Eric and his beautiful wife, Blanca, had a loving and supportive relationship. Now their many friends are standing by her. It is easy to see how Eric’s parents influenced him. His mom, Renie, and dad, Sam, are smart, accomplished and caring people. Just this past year, Eric organized a 50th wedding anniversary party for his parents that was, by all accounts, a wonderful event attended by friends and family all over the country. Eric’s sister, Kathy, said that Eric as the best brother anyone could have wished for. Generous until it hurt… Eric was an extremely generous person. But what he gave out of his own wallet, which was considerable (it was always difficult to pick up any tab around him) paled in comparison to what he gave of his heart and his spirit. He cared about his family and friends and he showed it and it was genuine. Sidesplitting funny man… There was no one funnier than Eric. It was impossible to be around him and not laugh. And, if you could make him laugh, and really make him laugh hard, that was a reward in and of itself. He laughed so hard at times his friends thought they might have to call an ambulance. Not only was he a great joke teller (one evening in a bar in Grand Central, Eric had a joke-off with another friend and the two went head to head for nearly and hour without stopping and without a bad joke) but he also had a great improvisational wit. He was smart and he was aware of what was going on in the world. And he had a knack for seeing the humor in any situation. Huge fan of the Grateful Dead, Yankees, Giants and Islanders… After his grandparents, Jerry Gracias was probably the first person that Eric tried to meet upon his arrival in heaven. And Thurman Munson was probably the second. Lived life to its fullest… Eric did nothing in a small way. His wedding to Blanca in 1993, which he planned for and with his bride, was unbelievable. He and Blanca shared a beautiful home in Holmdel, NJ. He attended countless Yankee games, played zillions of rounds of golf, reveled in new restaurants, and spent years laughing with family and friends. Eric wouldn’t want his friends and family to be sad for very long. He would want us to live our lives, do as much as we can with our lives and have as much fun as we can while doing it. Is there any better way to honor Eric Adam Stahlman than to do just that?
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Alexander Robbins Steinman Date of Birth: January 12, 1969 Department: Institutional Equities Position: Vice President and Partner Alex was known for living life double time, and for always thinking and acting in a “big” way. His life was undoubtedly too short, but very full. He was a loyal and loving husband, brother, son, grandson, nephew and friend. Alex devoted great energy and passion to all persons lucky enough to be included in his circle of life. He so enjoyed making people laugh and his generosity and spirit infected everyone he touched. We spent our last days together attending a wedding in Italy…Alex was surrounded by an audience of many of our best friends and family. We returned on the afternoon of Monday, September 10th and he was eager to get back to work on Tuesday to touch base with his clients, and catch up with his co-workers. Alex took great pride in his work and so enjoyed the company of his colleagues and clients, many of whom were good friends, too. They all worked hard — and played hard — together. I can only imagine that they stuck together in the end, supporting and comforting each other on that tragic morning. Alex, I was blessed to have known you for over 17 years. You were my high school sweetheart, my husband and my best friend. My heart is filled with years of memories. We so loved to reminisce…looking back at our fun-loving days together as teenagers always made us smile – especially the story of our first kiss on my birthday – a gift that has enriched my life ever since. Our lives were completely intertwined. You must know that your absence has gone through me like a needle…everything I do is stitched with its color. My words to you under your photograph on my high school yearbook page will always ring true: “If I could reach up and hold a star for each time you’ve made me smile, an entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.” You have left an indelible mark on this world and on the lives of so many friends and family. We all miss you incredibly. The void we feel is huge. Although, we will forge ahead through the seasons and years to come, keeping your memory, spirit, love and laughter alive, forever. Donations in the name of Alexander Robbins Steinman can be made to: The Lynne Robbins Steinman Foundation c/o Snug Harbor Cultural Center 1000 Richmond Terrace Staten Island, NY 10301
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Andrew Stergiopoulos Date of Birth: March 7, 1978 Department: Product Development “Not often in the story of mankind does a man like Andrew arrive on earth. To know him was to know him well. Andrew was incapable of half measures, and to know him well was to love him. He was a born leader; he excelled at everything he did; and he inspired by his example. This is a man who taught us what it means to be alive, and there falls along with him a whole wing of the palace of our lives.” These words were spoken at Andrew’s memorial by one of his best friends. Andrew was a truly remarkable young man. He was talented, intelligent, quick-witted and most definitely unique; his short life was productive and active. He was a natural athlete, a born leader. His competitive nature drove him to excel at everything he did. He was always surrounded by friends, and family who loved him. He was so many good things all rolled up into one amazing young man. Thank you, Andrew, for being my son, for the great memories you created, the good times we all shared and for the insights into life that you provided us. Andrew, your father and I are proud to call you our son. You were truly a light in our lives, a shining star, our golden boy. You made everyone laugh, that is something we will always cherish. We’re thankful for the short time we had with you. Andrew, we will never forget you, you are here with us always, I can still see your smile, hear you laugh. You were kind, sensitive and protective of those you loved, a loyal son, brother and friend. May God give you peace; we will love and cherish you always. Andrew, you are sadly missed but your spirit lives in every life you touched. We loved you living and we love you still. I long for the time when I can be with you again.
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Richard H Stewart, Jr. Date of Birth: August 14, 1966 Position: Bond Trader Thirty-five years ago, God gave us a wonderful gift in our son, Rich. Until September 11, 2001, we didn’t know just how precious that gift was. Rich was everything we could have wanted in a son. His love and devotion to his family was uncompromising. He lived a spiritual life and always managed to find the bright side of any situation. His smile always
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Thomas Strada Date of Birth: July 1, 1960 Department: Corporate Bonds Position: Senior Vice President Tom was and will always be the love of my life. I will forever remember his stories, his laughter, his smile and his touch. He loved action and if we didn’t have plans on a Saturday night or an occasional weeknight around 7:00 pm he would kiss the kids goodbye and we’d joke Daddy was going to his second job. He’d be off to the Meadowlands – that often meant extra cash for extra “things”. Tom loved money, loved to make a score and loved sharing it with whoever was around him. He loved betting on horses, AC, football, fantasy golf, and college hoops. When driving somewhere, we on more than one occasion had to pull over, find a payphone to “make a call” (thank God for cell phones, we got places quicker). He was a natural athlete, a gifted golfer and fisherman. His competitive nature drove him to excel as a bond broker, his good nature attracted an endless list of friends. He was an “over the top” kind of person that people gravitated to. I know his phone rang all day at work from friends just to hear the latest “Tom” version of things. His sense of humor, his “spin” on a story, his colorful commentary and his ability to imitate someone in his unique way is what will be missed mostly by all of us. And no one could come up with a quicker nickname or a funnier description of an otherwise normal situation than Tom. Every night he came home and he had a funny story about something, someone or something he’d heard, read or saw that day. But above everything, Tom loved me, Thomas, Kaitlyn and baby Justin. He was the best dad at our pool, always swimming with them, jumping off the high dive, playing torpedo or building sand castles. He would play track ball, race cars, push them as high as they could go on the swings and always have time for videogames, reading, singing, dancing with Katie and bike riding with Thomas. He made our life full, fun and happy. Our lives were rich beyond what money could buy, our love was deep, and we lived the “good” life – we had it all. Tom had a heart of gold, was generous beyond words (always gave you “something for your pocket”), high-spirited – a life force that will live on in our hearts forever. “Every man dies, but not every man lives”. I will love you for eternity, Terry
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James J Straine Jr Date of Birth: February 5, 1965 Department: Fixed Income Sales (Repo Desk When we were kids our family would rent a shore house each summer in Long Beach Island. I remember walking up to the beach with Jimmy when the lifeguards left after 5pm. He with his Mark Richards surfboard under his arm and me thinking he was without a doubt the coolest guy in the world. He would let me tag along and I would watch him surf. My big brother. As time passed and we grew older Jimmy solidified his place in my mind as “the coolest guy in the world”. We developed a wonderful friendship. We would talk about how this year was going to be ECU’s year or the Mets year or even the Nets year. If you gave Jimmy 15 minutes he would convince you that ECU had a legitimate shot at the National Championship. When Erin, my wife and fellow ECU alum, would tell Jimmy about her work as an athletic trainer with the ECU football team, he would get so excited hearing the “inside scoop” about his Pirates. Jimmy had a short but wonderful life. He loved and was loved by his brothers and sister and had the greatest parents anyone could ever ask for. He found true love with Trish and true joy with Finn and Charlie. But it still is not fair that you were taken from us. I love you, Jimmy. You will be in our hearts, minds, and constant thoughts forever. We will all take care of Trish, Finn and Charlie.
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Valerie Silver Ellis Date of Birth: July 4, 1955 Position: Partner, Institutional Equities Trader From Val’s journal 2/7/83: “Back in NYC again. I’ve survived Cantor’s training program and transcended the LA/Cantor boys by being me. By being a team player, listening, giving, being warm and strong. I am learning more and more about the business. This is a talent I have.” And so began Val’s association with Cantor Fitzgerald. Born of the 4th of July, she lived the “American Dream.” She was “Auntie Val” to her family and lots of others. A quick mind and quicker tongue, there was no fear she could not overcome, no height she could not reach and no joke she would not entertain. Val created laughter and shared that laughter. You could always expect the unexpected from her. (Funny, poignant and bawdy stories upon request.) Val found a way to share tears as well and turn them into smiles that grew to laughter. She improved on what she found and created what she could not find. She created herself and her own world. She succeeded in that world and generously shared that success. She was direct, creative, exacting and very smart and she always knew just what to say and no one, no one got in her way. Was she a saint? I think not, she didn’t try to be. Was she real? I think so, and that is what we should all strive to be. No longer can we “Ask Val” but instead we must ask, “What would Val have done?” Then………..just do it!!!!!
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