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In Remembrance
Place of Residence:
Croton- on- Hudson, NY
Location on 9/11:
Cantor Fitzgerald | Partner
The New York Times Portraits of Grief
The Tower of Hope
Hobbies and Special Interests:
loved his family

Cantor Fitzgerald, was lost in the collapse of the World Trade Center. But his wife can still hear the sound of his laughter: deep, loud and irrepressible. "He had a great laugh," said Cathy Carilli, a portfolio manager at U.S. Trust. "And he never held it back. He was like a sunny day."

Mr. Sinton's pleasures came in doing for others: helping a stranded motorist on the highway. Helping a client plan a birthday party for his wife. Doing the chores at the couple's Westchester home when his wife was building her career and going to school at the same time. Sharing a love of the Knicks and Rangers with his 11-year-old daughter from an earlier marriage.

Ms. Carilli recalled how they met 10 years ago, when both were 31 years old and beginning their Wall Street careers. She had become friendly with a colleague of Mr. Sinton's on a vacation. Later, he asked her to fix him up with one of her girlfriends. "You're not good enough," she told the man, with the snide repartee that Wall Street types are famous for. "Why don't you fix me up with one of your friends?"

The words were barely out of her mouth, when he shouted across the bond desk: "Hey, Tom, pick up the phone." Now, Ms. Carilli's pleasure in telling the tale was as full-thoated as her husband's laughter. "That was the greatest sale I ever closed," she said.