Andrew Jay-Hoon Kim was 26 years old. A graduate of Columbia University, Andrew worked at Fred Alger Management on the 93rd floor of One World Trade Center. And while Andrew had a bachelor’s degree in Engineering, it was music and faith that dominated his world. Andrew played guitar, clarinet, and piano. Blessed with a beautiful signing voice, Andrew was a member of a Jazz ensemble.
Montgomery McCullough Hord was 46 years old. He was born in Grand Island Nebraska, and raised in Central City Nebraska. He and his wife Lisa Sharp Hord had three children, Molly, and twins Sophie and Jackson. Montgomery was survived by his sisters, Sara Beck and Debra Taylor, and his brothers, Dan Hord, and Stacy Hord
Eli Chalouh was an employee of the New York State Department of Taxation and Finance in the World Trade Center. He was 23 years old. He came to the United States with his family from Syria when he was 14. He had graduated from Long Island University in 2001. Eli was a member of the Long Island University Honor Society, and was named Outstanding Accounting Student of 2001 by the University staff.
Eager to make his way in this world, he was a kind soul, who spoke Arabic, and English, and learned Hebrew in Brooklyn. Eli filled his far too short 23 years seeking to better himself, and to help those around him.
“Whatever you asked him he would do, and whatever you wouldn’t ask, he would volunteer to do,” said a supervisor at work, Eddie Jaeger. “He was an unbelievably nice kid.“
Ten years on, and that terrible day still lingers over our nation.
Most often, I remember the feelings of that day. The sense of loss, shock, and despair. But for those lost that day, for their family and friends, we should try to mark that day with the glory of the lives that these souls lived.
An effort to remember the innocent souls lost that day, and the impact that they had on their family, friends, and this world, is conducted annually at Project 2996. The point is to remember the grace of these good people, and what they gave to our world. We try not to recall the evil of that day, or the way they were taken from us. Hundreds of them still lack a remembrance. We need to correct that.
If you have a website, a blog, anything where you can post a remembrance, please consider helping out. Even if it is only a post to mark their passing, or perhaps a link to another memorial. Research and detail would be wonderful, but the most important thing is the effort to remember someone.
It has been ten years. But it isn’t too long to let them be forgotten. Can you help?
BattalionChief Edward F. Geraghty, NYFD, was 45 years old on September 11, 2001. We was born in 1953. He was survived by his wife Mary, his sons Connor, James, and Colin, his mother Norma, his father retired NYFD Capt. Jim Geraghty, brothers Steve, Tim, sisters Lynn Cannata, Janet Baronian, Maureen Perez, and Collen Lopez.
“He would always say, ‘Life doesn’t get any better than this.'”
Edward Geraghty was a hero walking among us. More significantly, he was a hero to his family, and his community. Please take time to remember the unassuming grace of Edward Geraghty, and the many men and women like him.
Joan McConnell Cullinan was born August 12, 1954 and was 47 years old on September 11, 2001. She worked at Cantor Fitzgerald, as assistant to the President and lived in Scarsdale, New York. She was survived by her Husband Tom, stepsons John and Will, her Mother Bee Savage Joudzevich, her sisters Blaise and Brenda, and nieces Caitlin and Allison.
She and her husband were married in the summer of 2000, and they had just begun filling out paperwork to try to adopt a child from China. She had also sent out applications to graduate schools to pursue a degree in clinical social work.
James Trentini, of Rowley, Massachusetts, was a retired teacher and assistant principal. He died as a passenger on Flight 11 on September 11, 2001. Also lost with him on that sad day, and equally devastating to his family, friends, and community, was his beloved wife Mary. He was born May 24th, 1936, and was 65 years old at the time of his passing.
James touched the lives of so many people (young people specifically, as a teacher) that it is incalculable to measure the impact he made upon his community, and the world. Every child he taught and each of their descendants will have been touched by his guiding hand, after a fashion. Many of his former students have expressed that in James, they saw someone who could see the potential in each of them, and was eager to help each of them realize it.
James coached football and track. He was an active member of the American Cancer Society.
James was survived by his children Patti Trentini, Paige Landry, Pamela Trentini, and Jimmy Trentini, as well as his grandchildren Albert Landry, Parker, Payton and Piper Paris.
James left behind five sisters: Mary Luciano, Lorraine Egan, Patricia Malatesta, Della Spadafora, and Bernice Barletta.
You can see the Legacy.com questbook for James. Also visit the 9-11 victims tribute page for James. Prepare yourselves to be overwhelmed and humbled by the impact of one very good man on the world.
“the memory of Louise has not diminished in her small family circle. Her presence is still strong in our lives and her influence is felt on many occasions. Her spirit lives on in the way we cherish the little things in life that make us laugh and keep us together. Louise taught us all a lesson in every day courage and dedication to what was her only treasure; her family”
I’ve found that she had a daughter Maria, whom she adored, and I’ve read a few postings from her Nephew, John Bennett, who mentioned that she enjoyed the Neil Diamond song Forever In Blue Jeans. John also notes that she prepared numerous feasts that she loved to share.
Her co-workers remarked on how much they enjoyed working with her, and how over-the-top helpful she was to one and all.
Please take some time today for a special thought for Louise Lynch, and remember, that everyone has the opportunity to make a special significant contribution to the world, just in the kindness and thoughtfulness we show to each other, from Louise’s example. Her courage, strength and uncommon grace should be treasured by one and all.
A single life lost. The value and joy that it contained and was shared by all that knew her. Immeasurable.
God Bless you Louise. Rest well.
I’ve found a small photo of Louise from CNN. I’ve included it here and updated the post.
Also, I had a comment from Louise’s daughter Maria last year on September 11th, after she googled her mother’s name, and found this post. I cannot possibly convey how honored I was that Maria left a remark, and further, would like to note that Maria indicated that the street that her parents resided on for 30 years in Amityville, NY, was named for Louise last year, due to Maria’s effort to honor her mother: Louise A. Lynch Memorial Lane.
Had to make a photo from a Google Street View. This day will always remind me of the sweet woman I’ve never met, from Amityville NY.