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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Firemen, Beer, and A Candle at St. Patrick's

In watching some of the recollections of 9/11 last night, a trader from the NYSE struck me. He seemed to be your typical Irish Catholic born and raised in NYC. A tough, no-nonsense type. His father was a fireman and his brother followed in the footsteps of his father as a member of the FDNY. He described the terror of that day, five years ago, and the profound sadness that overcame him when he learned that his brother and friends died when the Towers collapsed. Tears welled up in his eyes as he thought about his brother and how his young life was surrendered to God in the matter of 2 hours. Even more poignant was the recollection that his brother was kind to everyone and everyone loved him in return. That was one of his brother's motivations to become a firefighter--and he did indeed lay down his life so that others might live.

Ever since 9/11, this trader has been making frequent trips to St. Patrick's Cathedral--daily, I believe. He goes in spends time with Our Lord and lights a candle for his brother and his brother's buddies that died. His candle has a very specific purpose--"I just want to buy a beer for my brother and his buddies."

I have no doubt that every time this Irish trader lights a candle at St. Patrick's, his fireman-brother is enjoying a pint with his pals at the Inn at the End of the World.

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