A trained man never panics, especially a foreign exchange broker.
They thrive on pressure and chaos.
On the unknown.
Adventure and uncertainties are how they make their living and how they drive the fortunes of their employers, which was Cantor Fitzgerald in Frank's case. Frank showed up to before dawn to ride the train into New York City every day, sharing his warm smiles with whomever looked his way. He had charm.
Just ask his kids, Nicole, Christopher, and Danielle or his widow Michelle. Frank brought zeal to the world of his family and that is what they will always hold in their hearts. The warmth of his love and the smile of good man.
A promise that was made by a man, "I love you and I'll see you later." Frank left this message for his family, saying he knew the building had been hit by a plane but that he thought he'd get out ok. His body was recovered two weeks later.
How often those words must linger in the air but yet they do see him; in one another when they smile and in their own tears when they cry.
The kind of stories that start with remember when....and end with someone in the crowd threatening to pee their pants. The belly-laugh kind of stories. The inside joke kind of stories that only families share.