“I turned the corner and all I could see was dust. I guess that’s when the first tower came down,” said Cindy. “At one point, I was walking behind a woman who had a cell phone. I heard her say that she had seen people falling from the buildings, but all I kept thinking was that I’ve got to get back.”
With all of the traffic stopped and everyone trying to evacuate, it took Cindy a long time to get back to the hotel in Times Square. Dave wasn’t there. Shortly after she watched the second tower go down, Cindy heard from someone from Dave’s work. They had received a Blackberry text from him saying that he was on the 105th floor of the World Trade Center and that he needed help.
“I was stunned. He was in the north tower at the Cantor Fitzgerald offices,” said Cindy. “I figured he had about an hour and a half to get out of the building and I truly thought he could get out. I was obsessed with watching the TV.”
It was only when Cindy heard the Chairman and CEO of Cantor Fitzgerald speak that she understood that no one higher than the 90th floor would have made it out.
“That’s when I realized that he probably died. Obviously it was very emotional,” said Cindy, whose parents had driven to New York at that point to be with her. “My dad wanted to go back to Toronto, but I wasn’t ready to leave yet. I thought I would be leaving him behind. We stayed a few more days and went to the Missing Persons Bureau to give in his toothbrush and hair from his hairbrush for DNA and try to find out whatever we could.”
When Cindy returned to Toronto, she had to face Jamie to tell him that his Daddy wasn’t coming home.
“My sister brought him out and I just about fainted when I saw him,” she remembered. “I was sad for myself that I had lost my husband, but I was very sad for my kids that they had lost their father. But I also knew that I had to take care of myself so I could take care of my kids.
“That first week, I never felt hungry or tired. I think I was just in shock. My mom would tell me when to go to bed or eat. I finally remembered that I was pregnant and I had to look after the baby,” said Cindy. “Trying to sleep, eat healthy and exercise gave me focus. My boys have been my focus to help me get through this. I didn’t want this horrible thing to define their lives and I didn’t want to be sad or angry all the time.”
When the baby was born, she named him David, after her husband.
The first year was certainly a difficult one, but Cindy made it through, focusing on getting through one day at a time with the help of family, friends and a wonderful community around her. In fact, she never spent a night alone.
She speaks to Jamie ’17 and David, Class of 2020, constantly about their father, and his photos decorate their home. But Jamie has no memories of Dave and, obviously, David never had the chance to meet his father.
“I feel like I know a lot about him and what he was like,” said Jamie, who attends McGill University. “Family members and my mom tell me stories and great things about him.”
For a decade, Cindy took both boys down to Ground Zero to visit the site and see Dave’s name etched on the memorial. As things got busier in the teenage years, she and the boys would volunteer somewhere for the day.
“I wanted them to know what happened, but I didn’t want them to grow up angry or anxious about it,” said Cindy. “I just try to parent with love, support and compassion, and be there as much as I can.”
Cindy has had to wear many hats as a single parent.
“You just sort of step up to the role you’re given,” she said. “Sometimes I think I don’t know if I can do this, and other times, I know I can and I’m pretty proud of my two boys and where we’ve come.”
Jamie is certainly proud of his mother.
“She’s an incredibly strong woman and she has done a great job at both parts of the parental spectrum,” he said. “She raised David and me really well, pushing a lot of the same ethical and moral ideologies on us that RSGC does.”
As for Cindy, she continues to push through day by day, embracing her boys and the community surrounding her. Her smile is genuine and lights up her face, although not a moment goes by that she doesn’t think about Dave.
“Life is hard and sad,” said Cindy. “You can’t always control what happens to you – you just try to do the best you can with the obstacles that you face.”