Christopher Clarke: Buddha and the
Classic Cokes
Christopher
Clarke was fun-loving and had a magnetic personality, and
of course he had his habits, for which there were no
ready explanations. After dinner, he invariably lit up a
cigar, and he'd have one on the golf course. He adored
cheeseburgers. In the summer, he might have a
cheeseburger for breakfast, a cheeseburger for lunch and
a cheeseburger for dinner. He insisted on Cokes in the
old-fashioned glass bottles. The refrigerator had to be
constantly replenished with them.
Why?
"I have no idea," said Casey Clarke, his wife.
Mr. Clarke, 34, a bond trader for Sandler O'Neill
& Partners, had gotten married last March. His wife
had been living and working in Philadelphia, and he loved
Philadelphia, so they settled there and he commuted to
the World Trade Center. He joked that it took her three
minutes to commute to work while it took him three
hours.
He called his wife Pumpkin. She called him Buddha.
Everyone had been calling him Buddha since he was small.
When he was a baby, his mother had propped him up on the
table in his diaper, and he sat there, his legs crossed,
his pudgy stomach all too evident, and her brother walked
in and declared, "There's Buddha."
Whenever he called his mother, Janet Clarke, he always
began, "Hi, this is your M.C.," for model child. He has a
twin brother, Tim, who would tease him, "Watch your step,
because I'm the older one." Tim was born 14 minutes
earlier.
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