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DAVID G. CARLONE: Catching Up With Friends

 

David G. Carlone was a man who knew his own mind and followed his own road. On their first date 25 years ago, said his wife, Beverly, he told her that he was going to marry her. And he later vowed that he would run a marathon in under three hours. He accomplished both goals.

Mr. Carlone, 46, had given up the grind of commuting daily from Randolph, N.J., into New York City. He had worked at the World Trade Center for many years, but about six years ago, as his three sons Ð now ages 12, 15 and 17 Ð hit the age of sports teams and after-school games, he quit and took a job as an account executive at an insurance company 15 minutes from home.

But he still had many friends in the towers. When he would go in for an occasional business meeting, as he did the morning of Sept. 11 at Aon's offices on the 105th floor of 2 World Trade Center, he would actually look forward to it, Ms. Carlone said. It was an opportunity to catch with the places and people that had once been his world and that were still very dear to him.

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From "Profiles in Grief" of The New York Times