Michael Costello: A Nickname that
Stuck
Now
how do you acquire a nickname like Stitch? Go to a party
and behave yourself.
It was Michael Costello's first day at the University
of Scranton. Within a few hours after his parents left,
he found himself at a party in someone's basement. He was
enjoying himself, not bothering a soul. Across the room,
some guys were monkeying around. A hard hat came soaring
through the air and smacked Mr. Costello in the face.
Taken to the hospital, he had to get stitches across the
bridge of his nose. Since no one knew anyone's name yet,
classmates took a look at his face and called him
Stitch.
Stitch stuck.
In time, Stitch Costello, 27, became an institutional
equity salesman at Cantor Fitzgerald, settled in with
roommates in Hoboken, and met a woman, Amy Walsh, at the
beach in Avalon, N.J. They both adored the beach, and
that helped forge an ongoing relationship. Every summer,
they continued to rent a share in a group house in
Avalon.
Activity was an absolute necessity to Mr. Costello. He
could and would talk to anyone, do almost anything. When
he was young, his mother, Nancy Costello, used to label
him the Social Director, because one friend would be
arriving to play with him just as another departed.
He liked to cook, play golf and fish. The fishing
always amazed his mother, because she couldn't imagine
her hyperactive son staying still long enough to catch a
fish.
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