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Phil, a great kid, a great adult. When he was a kid, he always knew how to do the right thing. He just knew how to be sweet, how to be sensititive, how to be respectful, how to have fun, how to make all of us laugh, how to love his brothers and sisters, how to have parents that loved him eternally. When he was an adult, he knew how to find a beautiful Elissa and how to raise two adorable little kids. Phil knew how to live a great life.
Words alone cannot honor someone this beautiful.
Aunt Jo
We knew Phil as a dad and as a husband. He was amazing as both: kind, patient, supportive, loving, bright, always quick with a smile.
Today I had a small glimpse into the many other facets of his life - - a beautiful, very strong and loving family and many many friends who will miss him with the pain of loss and the joy of remembrance.
Max, Ben and Elissa - We will do all we can to help keep the memories as strong and as vibrant as his life.
Karen and Martin
Wow, i still can't believe this. He was such a wonderful friend and super person.
Elissa, Max and Ben - anything I can do to help, just ask!
I will probably have to make multiple posts over time, since like Phil, I'm much better in math skills then verbal skills.
I'm going to ramble a bit.
Phil taught me so much. We were roommates for two years while we attended graduate school at Carnegie Mellon.
Adaptability: One Friday afternoon we were heading to Hilton Head for a long weekend (to play volleyball, of course). We lugged our bags outside to the car, and it wasn't parked on the street where we thought it was. He carried our stuff the other direction, alas no car. After searching for quite awhile, we realize my car had been stolen. A quick call to the police and then Phil came up with the super idea of asking another friend to join us, so we could use their car. Road Trip back on...
Parenting - yes, this was before either of us had kids. However, since he was the oldest, he was already wise in many ways. The tidbits where probably learned at the expense of his younger siblings. The ones I really took to heart were about a kid being hurt. The two points Phil made were if a kid was more focused on who did what to them, they were not hurt that badly. Also, if a kid was crying and did not get immediate attention, if they stopped to see who was watching, they were not hurt badly. Phil, these are just small examples of this things you shared.
Confident yet Modest - What an amazing combination
A great friend - Phil would help in whatever way possible.
Loving father - often I would call during dinner, bath or bed time. Phil would kindly ask if he could get back to me in an hour or two so we could talk after he spent time with his kids. What great priorities.
So many memories. Visiting them in Chicago, London and New York. Road trips and vacations. I'm a better person because of Phil. I appreciate our friendship. I will miss you dearly.
Dear Cardi Family,
Our thoughts and prayers remain with you during this time. We have been thinking of all of you often, and we send our love.
Barb, Chris, Lisa & Ashley Doyle
I was a colleague and friend of Phil's at Hull Trading in Chicago and Goldman Sachs in New York.
Phil was one of the nicest, friendliest people with whom I've worked. He was so smart and capable, but very humble and self-deprecating. Phil was somebody most people just instantly liked.
I'm sad he is gone and glad that I had a chance to know such a good human being.
My sympathies to all Phil's family. Feel better knowing he was widely respected and loved.
Phil was just funny/goofy - but serious when he needed to be.
Over his last weekend we got together at Shira's and Phil made himself a margarita and decided he'd put some of the cilantro we'd cut up in the drink too - why not he said? We made fun of him but he drank it and enjoyed.
I'll always remember that same day when he kept catching Ben, time after time as Ben jumped from the edge of the pool into Phil's arms. Or the look on Phil's face when he saw Max do a little flip off the side of the pool, into the water...full of pride. A great father!
Or how he held his breath to swim the length of the pool under water trying to beat Me/Ari and Elissa. All good memories.
Here is one of my favorite stories that was told to me...I think it's true? The time when the family found out that Phil was color blind. He was running around (age ?) and he was yelling at his mom that he wanted to wear his favorite pants, the grey ones...can't find them anywhere...he's yelling, his mom has not clue what the heck he's talking about...and finally he finds them and says "these." At which point his mother says - those are pink...he'd been running around in what he thought were grey pants but they were pink - another color blindness outed...
Thanks to Phil for always making me laugh and smile!
I am Phil’s cousin, Robin. I remember those pants and the great laugh we all had at Phil’s expense. As his wife reminded me – I have known Philip all his life (I am 9 months older) and so there are many Cardi stories that I could share but my favorite revolves around something a little more manly than his famous pink pants.
Our family football games – we (the DelGiorno’s) were 5 girls and completely under qualified to take on the Cardi boys at football. We made every effort to beat them even one year showing up in matching outfits (I guess you could call them uniforms) to psych them out – it didn’t work. Every time we set out to play against them my father would insist that we did not have to be stronger than them just smarter. Of course being the gentlemen that they were - they always tried to even the playing field by offering up to us Lisa (who we never took because she was a wimp) and Sarah (who we gladly recruited because she was a scrapper) and so in an effort to be smarter than the boys we came up with a series of unusual plays. By far the favorite play in our ill-conceived playbook was called the “take one for the team play” to which we enlisted the help of our newly recruited Cardi (Sarah).
The play went like this ... we would match Sarah up with young Lou (he always played with no mercy) and he would run right over her – we told Sarah as soon as you hit the ground start to cry – and sure enough Uncle Lou (who was always yelling at Lou for something any way) would get distracted and start to yell at Lou for hurting Sarah and we would score. It worked like a charm – until half time when Phil pulled me aside (he knew I was the only one on the team who actually knew how to play football) and said “okay – Sarah told me about the take one for the team play. And I have to admit it is brilliant but in an effort to compromise (and save poor Sarah) I will go up against Sarah and let you score two more times – then it is every man for himself. And true to his word he allowed us to score two more times and at some point during that game I began to realized Phil was stronger and smarter than all of us in the game. And now after hearing all of his recent friends speak about him as an adult I can see that followed him throughout his beautiful life. He was indeed strong and smart but most of all he was kind.
Fast forward almost 30 years and we are on the farm and out comes a football – Phil tosses it to me and throws out the challenge of a game. I am thrilled because now I have grown children of my own and this is my turn to clean his clock – that is until my kids decide to be on his team (apparently he is way cooler than me) – the first play of the game one of my own kids knocks me over and Phil runs over and as he is helping me up he says “you are not still running that same lame play” – He will forever be loved and missed by our whole TEAM.
Love Cousin Robin
Phil and I worked at Hull Trading for 8 years. Phil was one the individuals who initially interviewed/hired me for a software developer job on his project team. His patient and kind demeanor is one thing I always remember about him.
He always graciously partnered up with me to play our "team chess" games at lunch, even though he knew the chances of winning with me were long odds.
Phil always encouraged me to take on new challenges in my career, whether it was management or moving my family to London.
He was always a positive person and I will miss him. I feel so fortunate to have know him.
My prayers are with the Cardi family.
Dan Felson
My name is Max and my name is Ben. Gummy bears, football, Max, Ben, funny -- these are things that my dad liked alot. Today is my dad's birthday. I wanted to remember him cause I liked him.
Ben says, "My daddy misses me at the hospital"
Translated by Elissa for Max and Ben Cardi
Today is my brother's Birthday, and is saddens me deeply that he is not here but I did manage to choke down some carrot cake(one of Phil's favorites)for him. He was all about living life and enjoying every minute with his loved ones, especially Max, Ben,and Elissa.
I knew Phil from a little sister perspective, and he was able to teach me so much about growing up and how to be a good person. He was the Cardi Clan's fearless leader, teaching us all right from wrong and what buttons to push to really piss my Dad off. Really Phil set the tone for all the wonderful things the Cardi family endured over the years. First to graduate college, first to be able to afford Christmas presents for his six younger siblings that wouldn't go away (no matter how much he tried to ditch me and DJ like bad habits a few times in High School, as if we were not cool), first to get married,first to legally drink with my Mom, and first to break free from the nest and spread his wings into the real world. Phil did so with so much dignity and wisdom. Phil made being happy and successful look so easy. He never forgot his roots and to take care of his "peeps", it is such an honor to call Phil my brother. I constantly think of all the amazing things Phil accomplished in his short time here with us and it is truely remarkable. Phil has enriched my life and so many others, his infinate wisdom will be with us always and I feel I will be a better person because I have had him as the leader of my pack for so many years.
I can not even begin to share the endless memories I have of Filigi, but I will be thinking of him everyday, everytime is see port wines, lemoncello, gummie bears, silver preludes,red acuras, volleyball games, tennis matches, pink pants, skinny black leather ties, nice calves, ear muffs, cosmopolitans, yummy deli sandwiches, the New York Times, Gemini horoscopes, pants that are floods, and color blind dworks.
Phil was truely the best, my Mom and Dad really hit the jack pot with him. Phil set the Cardi bar so high we are all aspiring to achieve such great hieghts.
I will miss him always but live everyday for his boys who will no doubt be as spectacular as their father.
Philsy.........I love you so very much.
The sadness even spreads to Gunnison, Colorado, a long way from the Cardi farm, but my heart reaches across the miles for my dear friend Sara and her family.
As Sara's tagalong friend since the fifth grade I only knew Phil from the beloved Cardi parties and great stories of their childhood… pink pants included. He was long out of the house by the time Sara and I tore up the fields of Twin Silo Farm in the ol’ Suburban, but Phil always embraced me as one of the crew at every family gathering.
The last occasion I enjoyed with the complete clan was Sara and Shawn's wedding. I’ll never forget how the entourage of Barb’s boys walked her down the aisle as Sara beamed at the other end. Phil leading the way with his genuine smile and quiet grace, as Sara said, the leader of the pack, and proud to be it.
So to all Phil’s family and friends, I take this opportunity to send my thoughts and strength and to pledge that I won’t let your pain go in vain, this honorary Cardi will live a little better in Phil’s memory. I’ll hug my loved ones a little tighter, live every day a little fuller, and enjoy each occasion a little more, because life is short and that’s what Phil would have wanted for all of us.
May each day bring you peace,
Lynna AKA Leonard
the cardi family,
sue and I just wanted to let you know that you are in our thoughts and prayers. may God heal your hearts.
with sincere sympathy
Sue and Jim Cardacin
Father’s Day 2007:
As had been the tradition for generations in my Italian family my first born son was named in honor of his paternal grandfather, as I having been the first born son was named after my paternal grandfathers. The Filipum (Philip) and Ludovicum (Louis) Cardi names, whether or not directly related are found in Italian history at least dating to the 16th century, one as a noted poet the other as a famous artist.
I find this relationship relevant to a poem by William Wordsworth I read many years ago. “ The Child is Father to the Man”, signifying the natural order of life, where in one generation becomes responsible for the next. Phil has been taken prematurely from our family and has left an abyss in our lives that is painfully incomprehensible to us. Then I look at his sons Max and Ben and realize Phil’s DNA and love will leave an indelible mark on them for life, to be passed on through to their children.
Phil was so smart and had flawless judgement mixed with love, kindness, and tolerance. In growing up he showed his entrepneurial talents early, when at age ten he started a newspaper route. Phil’s business acumen was demonstrated when he quit the route after Christmas when the weather became inclement and he collected his tips. He gallantly passed the business on to his younger sister Lisa.
Many times I attempted to be the wise paternal adult offering opinions on schools and career choices, Phil listened politely and then independently made the choice he thought was right for him. He was unerringly correct.
Following high school I advised him to follow in my foot steps and become a physician, as he was so bright, ethical, and caring. He chose computer engineering, then a brand new major at Lehigh. Time proved that he had chosen the right career path for him.
Upon graduating from Carnegie Mellon with an MBA in Finance he had the opportunity to join IBM, the then corporate icon. Instead he joined Bankers Trust, Hull Trading, and Goldman Sachs which again proved to be the right choice for Phil as his talents and accomplishments proved.
Finally, when Phil decided to form his own company Volant Trading, I saw his wisdom and finally agreed with his decision.
In our 42 year relationship I can only remember one occasion when Phil was truly exasperated and angry with me. During Phil’s teenage years he wore an earring. I over reacted which resulted in his tearing off the earring and tossing it to the ground. He was justified to wear an earring, in that it was a normal teenage phase in a fantastic son. I was proved to be the juvenile.
Since his passing we have received many letters and emails documenting his numerous random acts of thoughtfulness and kindness.
Phil’s acts of love and thoughtfulness were evident in his relationship with Barb and I. Phil was gradually stepping up to the plate assuming the leadership role in the family hierarchy and very careful not to bruise our feeling. Phil kept an eye out for our well being, I was both annoyed by his concern that we would not be up to the task, but more proud he cared and loved us. Phil was living the epilogue “The Child is Father to the Father” .
Phil loved life and he enjoyed it to the fullest, he did more in his short life than most do in 3 life times. He traveled extensively, played hard, and worked too hard. Phil demonstrated a deep love for Elissa, Max and Ben and was above all a dedicated family man.
As a father I am extremely proud of Phil’s accomplishments as a brilliant mathematician, but even more proud of Phil as a wonderful man who graced our lives. PHILIP THE GREAT!!!!!!!
I will never in my life get over the loss of my child but will cope knowing that Phil has gone ahead as a father to prepare our future lives in heaven with God.
Father’s Day 2007:
As had been the tradition for generations in my Italian family my first born son was named in honor of his paternal grandfather, as I having been the first born son was named after my paternal grandfathers. The Filipum (Philip) and Ludovicum (Louis) Cardi names, whether or not directly related are found in Italian history at least dating to the 16th century, one as a noted poet the other as a famous artist.
I find this relationship relevant to a poem by William Wordsworth I read many years ago. “ The Child is Father to the Man”, signifying the natural order of life, where in one generation becomes responsible for the next. Phil has been taken prematurely from our family and has left an abyss in our lives that is painfully incomprehensible to us. Then I look at his sons Max and Ben and realize Phil’s DNA and love will leave an indelible mark on them for life, to be passed on through to their children.
Phil was so smart and had flawless judgement mixed with love, kindness, and tolerance. In growing up he showed his entrepneurial talents early, when at age ten he started a newspaper route. Phil’s business acumen was demonstrated when he quit the route after Christmas when the weather became inclement and he collected his tips. He gallantly passed the business on to his younger sister Lisa.
Many times I attempted to be the wise paternal adult offering opinions on schools and career choices, Phil listened politely and then independently made the choice he thought was right for him. He was unerringly correct.
Following high school I advised him to follow in my foot steps and become a physician, as he was so bright, ethical, and caring. He chose computer engineering, then a brand new major at Lehigh. Time proved that he had chosen the right career path for him.
Upon graduating from Carnegie Mellon with an MBA in Finance he had the opportunity to join IBM, the then corporate icon. Instead he joined Bankers Trust, Hull Trading, and Goldman Sachs which again proved to be the right choice for Phil as his talents and accomplishments proved.
Finally, when Phil decided to form his own company Volant Trading, I saw his wisdom and finally agreed with his decision.
In our 42 year relationship I can only remember one occasion when Phil was truly exasperated and angry with me. During Phil’s teenage years he wore an earring. I over reacted which resulted in his tearing off the earring and tossing it to the ground. He was justified to wear an earring, in that it was a normal teenage phase in a fantastic son. I was proved to be the juvenile.
Since his passing we have received many letters and emails documenting his numerous random acts of thoughtfulness and kindness.
Phil’s acts of love and thoughtfulness were evident in his relationship with Barb and I. Phil was gradually stepping up to the plate assuming the leadership role in the family hierarchy and very careful not to bruise our feeling. Phil kept an eye out for our well being, I was both annoyed by his concern that we would not be up to the task, but more proud he cared and loved us. Phil was living the epilogue “The Child is Father to the Father” .
Phil loved life and he enjoyed it to the fullest, he did more in his short life than most do in 3 life times. He traveled extensively, played hard, and worked too hard. Phil demonstrated a deep love for Elissa, Max and Ben and was above all a dedicated family man.
As a father I am extremely proud of Phil’s accomplishments as a brilliant mathematician, but even more proud of Phil as a wonderful man who graced our lives. PHILIP THE GREAT!!!!!!!
I will never in my life get over the loss of my child but will cope knowing that Phil has gone ahead as a father to prepare our future lives in heaven with God.
On Behalf of my Dad:
Father’s Day 2007-
As had been the tradition for generations in my Italian family my first born son was named in honor of his paternal grandfather, as I having been the first born son was named after my paternal grandfathers. The Filipum (Philip) and Ludovicum (Louis) Cardi names, whether or not directly related are found in Italian history at least dating to the 16th century, one as a noted poet the other as a famous artist.
I find this relationship relevant to a poem by William Wordsworth I read many years ago. “ The Child is Father to the Man”, signifying the natural order of life, where in one generation becomes responsible for the next. Phil has been taken prematurely from our family and has left an abyss in our lives that is painfully incomprehensible to us. Then I look at his sons Max and Ben and realize Phil’s DNA and love will leave an indelible mark on them for life, to be passed on through to their children.
Phil was so smart and had flawless judgement mixed with love, kindness, and tolerance. In growing up he showed his entrepneurial talents early, when at age ten he started a newspaper route. Phil’s business acumen was demonstrated when he quit the route after Christmas when the weather became inclement and he collected his tips. He gallantly passed the business on to his younger sister Lisa.
Many times I attempted to be the wise paternal adult offering opinions on schools and career choices, Phil listened politely and then independently made the choice he thought was right for him. He was unerringly correct.
Following high school I advised him to follow in my foot steps and become a physician, as he was so bright, ethical, and caring. He chose computer engineering, then a brand new major at Lehigh. Time proved that he had chosen the right career path for him.
Upon graduating from Carnegie Mellon with an MBA in Finance he had the opportunity to join IBM, the then corporate icon. Instead he joined Bankers Trust, Hull Trading, and Goldman Sachs which again proved to be the right choice for Phil as his talents and accomplishments proved.
Finally, when Phil decided to form his own company Volant Trading, I saw his wisdom and finally agreed with his decision.
In our 42 year relationship I can only remember one occasion when Phil was truly exasperated and angry with me. During Phil’s teenage years he wore an earring. I over reacted which resulted in his tearing off the earring and tossing it to the ground. He was justified to wear an earring, in that it was a normal teenage phase in a fantastic son. I was proved to be the juvenile.
Since his passing we have received many letters and emails documenting his numerous random acts of thoughtfulness and kindness.
Phil’s acts of love and thoughtfulness were evident in his relationship with Barb and I. Phil was gradually stepping up to the plate assuming the leadership role in the family hierarchy and very careful not to bruise our feeling. Phil kept an eye out for our well being, I was both annoyed by his concern that we would not be up to the task, but more proud he cared and loved us. Phil was living the epilogue “The Child is Father to the Father” .
Phil loved life and he enjoyed it to the fullest, he did more in his short life than most do in 3 life times. He traveled extensively, played hard, and worked too hard. Phil demonstrated a deep love for Elissa, Max and Ben and was above all a dedicated family man.
As a father I am extremely proud of Phil’s accomplishments as a brilliant mathematician, but even more proud of Phil as a wonderful man who graced our lives. PHILIP THE GREAT!!!!!!!
I will never in my life get over the loss of my child but will cope knowing that Phil has gone ahead as a father to prepare our future lives in heaven with God.
A roommate alright! Phil's mother (my sister) calls me up to say, Phil is getting a job in NYC, wouldn't you like to be his roommate? (I knew she was a bit nervous), him being in a big city right out of college. My mind is saying, What? You kidding me? Live with my nephew? NO WAY!! My mouth says, sure! It'll be fun. And I gotta tell ya! I made Phil find the apartment. He was really digging on the idea, so I go along with it- an entire floor in the Italian section of Hoboken, (where on your way to work you could stop off at the SONS OF MONTENEGRO SOCIAL CLUB and down an espresso and a shot of sambuca. The Social Club was our neighbor.
So we have this beautiful top floor apt. with beautiful French doors, crystal knobs, antiques wall sconces in ea. room. A ton of sun coming in all the front windows, and no furniture. But I'll get to that later.
On the first floor was a rare book store that know one ever went into and on the second floor was our wonderful neighbor, Mariane Montenegro. Now the only problem with Mariane who by the way had a crush on Phil CARIDI, CARIDI was that she was 80 years+ old, senile and walked in her sleep in her underwear. How many times do you think Phil and I would corral her out of the hallway and back into her apartment to repeat the scene again the next night. We also had the back yard. There was a joke, a rumor,that Marian who never married, killed her one and only fiance, and buried him in the back yard. We had a marble coffintop coffee table, which we dug out of the back and yes, gold teeth on the table as a nicknack. I guess only Phil could attest to that.
Oh, and his fantastic cooking?
We ate dinner on a broken granite table top with a fantastic wooden base, we did really have some really ineteresting furnishing - more or less?!?!?!
The wine - fantastic! the dinner? Yep, pasta with butter and hot sauce, always AWESOME, right!
We spent many an evening like this at that table and always talking about our family. It was truly truly great. How great he was. Oh, we did have one table in the middle of the living room with a cow skull. He liked that skull on it.
He tried a few times to keep gold fish at the kitchen table. They died and we realized the water in Hoboken was bad. We stuck to beer and wine. We had a plan.
I think we were doing this for over a year, and soon he met his lovely Elissa.
There is so much more, I can say. We had really hysterical and fun times in that apt.
The best roommate.
Phil, I miss you very much.
Aunt Lou.
TO Phil's Family and Friends,
A couple of years ago Phil and I played several seasons on the same volleyball team in a NYC league. On game nights whenever Phil was there, the whole team seemed to play better. We had better defense, better rallies, better hitting, and in general, more fun. From reading everyone's posts, it seems this didn't just apply to volleyball.
I will miss knowing he is out there. He was a great guy.
John W
Five months ago today, Phil died. It's no easier to write today than it was in May. I think about Phil everyday, multiple times a day. I wish I could talk to him and shout out from a mountain top -- how wonderful a person he was. But today, posting the Euology I delivered at his funeral will have to suffice.
Philip M. Cardi
06/04/07
For those of you who know me well – it shouldn’t come as a surprise that I have something to say. Although, it may surprise some of you to know that although I told Phil many times that I would kill him if he ever left me alone with our 2 children – that I am not angry at him. I consider myself lucky and blessed to have had him in my life for as long as I did.
For me, there are three reasons for this memorial service. First, to mourn Phil’s death. Second, to celebrate his life, and third, to give Max and Ben a sense of the number of people whose lives their father touched in a positive way.
Phil was my life partner, my best friend, my everything. I was blessed to have him as my husband for 14 truly wonderful years. We were a perfect complement. He was gifted at math, my strengths lie in the written and spoken word. He was understated and logical; I am at times hyperbolic and more emotional. His humor was wry and witty, mine far less subtle. He could let a pregnant pause pass; I have a hard time doing so. He liked to sleep, I don’t need to sleep that much – though Phil did teach me the art of napping. Despite these superficial differences, we both valued commitment, loyalty, and hard work. We were both conscientious and we also had a zest for life and appreciated and enjoyed it to its fullest. We both worked hard, at our marriage, in our jobs, as parents, and we knew that whatever happened, we could count on each other to do whatever was needed. He had my back and I had his – unquestioningly, unequivocally, undeniably. We had mutual respect for one another – we were in short – in perfect balance.
Phil was not only a wonderful husband, but a truly wonderful, decent, and caring human being. Phil made me a better person. He sanctioned me when I got too catty; he helped me to focus on what was truly important when a difficulty presented itself. There are very few people about whom I can say this, but I don’t know of a single person who didn’t like Phil – period. And, on top of his decency and humanness, he was incredibly insightful. Phil always gave me and others good and sound advice. He was able to cut to the core of the issue and figure out what was important and what wasn’t. Phil was incredibly smart, and an avid learner – he taught himself many things. Finally, Phil was just fun and easy to be with. He was never the center of the party but everyone had more fun when he was there.
Phil was an amazing, amazing dad. Those of you who know him well, know how much he relished being a dad, and how seriously he took his responsibility of being a father. His children, Max and Ben, in turn adored him. Phil took parenting seriously but he was hardly a “serious” dad. He was a kid with his kids. He created silly games, “Dutch Girl” – which was when he put a diaper on his head and got down on all 4’s to give the kids a ride. Or “I’m walking down the street” – which is a game where you walk and pretend to bump into something and fall down onto the futon mattress on the floor. Phil also often found gummi bears in Max and Ben’s ears and an extra 15 minutes to tell them the story of the Green Gooey Monster and Sting the Amazing Rescue dog. Phil was fiercely proud of his boys. I am a born worrier, it is not that he didn’t worry about parenting but he often said, if you love your kids, are reflective in your parenting, and try hard, they’ll turn out just fine. Max, you should know, and I hope as you grow older, your dad’s friends and family can share with you, how truly proud he was of you. He was amazed by how articulate you were and what a naturally gifted negotiator you seemed to be. He was impressed by your independent streak and the fact that you were already, at age 5, so clearly your own individual. He often said he thought you were going to be a very interesting adult. Ben, you should know that your dad was in awe of your sweet and affable nature. You were your dad’s biggest fan, and he relished your attention and devotion to him. Your easy going nature peppered with sparks of intensity and stubbornness probably reminded him of himself in many ways. So good natured until pushed to far. If you boys grow up to be men with a fraction of your dad’s qualities, I will feel that we did our parenting jobs well.
Phil was an incredibly hard worker. His gifts were his intellect, laser-like focus and work ethic. Phil had an uncanny knack for understanding what was important and what wasn’t. Phil was an incredibly productive person and I imagine he was a fair manager and a good team player. He had worked tirelessly at his new business venture. He would get up at 5:00am when Ben called for him, catnap until 6:30, shower and leave just after 7:00am. If he wasn’t’ home late, he’d be home at 6:45 to play with the kids and give them a bath. At 7:30 he put them to bed only to return to his computer until well after I went to sleep. So it was truly gratifying for me to hear him say sometime last week how good he felt about what he and his fellow co-workers had accomplished. He was truly impressed and proud of what Volant Trading had done in such a short period of time. This is noteworthy because Phil was not one to pay himself a complement or to be so outwardly positive about prospects for his and his company’s success. He had come so very close to realizing his work goal. But understand that this goal was an interim goal, a stepping stone to what he considered the ultimate goal – of working hard now for a payoff that would allow him to spend more time with his family and friends – preferably watching a sunset with a glass of wine in one hand.
There are so many, many memories. I wish I could share 1 or 2 to give you a sense of who Phil was and why I loved him so much. But you can’t take a lifetime and distill it into 3 or 4 sentences or stories.
Phil and I recently had a conversation in which we both talked about how blessed we were – to have each other, our children, our health, and engaging and interesting jobs. It had been a hard year for us. But we both felt optimistic and poised for good outcomes --- at his work, for Max’s school, in my job. We felt like we were turning a corner and on the brink of seeing good things come to fruition. So, you should know that Phil was in a good place and I believe at peace with himself and where he was in his life when he died.
No one would have been more shocked by his death, than he. I know that Phil would be so tremendously touched by and thankful for the outpouring of sympathy, support and love that have been expressed for his family – immediate and extended. He would have been surprised by the number of you in this place. He loved a good party, and he would have been sorry not to be here to see and talk with all of you who meant so much to him. I too am so very grateful to have the support that I do from all of you. Thank you for being here for Phil and for his family. And a special thanks to Phil’s parents and siblings and my sisters for being here for Max, Ben, and me today and always.
I can only guess what Phil would want for all of us. I know that he would want me to be strong for the boys. And I also know that he would have the greatest faith and trust in my ability to raise our children without him. That’s just the kind of guy he was – he made people want to do their best for him and for themselves and he made them feel that they were infinitely capable of doing so. I know that it will be a hard journey and that we will need all of your help and support now but more importantly in the future when the pain of his loss fills our hearts to capacity in the quiet of the home that we made and shared with him.
Phil, I love you now and forever.
I have seated myself at my computer on a number of occasions to write
to you of a story nearly 25 years ago on Block Island, Rhode Island.
My name is Kate (Silva) Tempini. I live in Fairfield, CT. I knew
Phil Cardi well for an entire summer on Block Island. He was then a
student at
Lehigh and 19 years old. I was also a student in Providence, Rhode
Island and ten years his senior. We worked together at the old
Ballard's
Restaurant in Old Harbor. This beautiful island was ours to
explore. I had a small Honda T90 trail bike that sported us all
about. In addition to
the spectacular surf and beaches the fishing was grand. Fishing was
always a large part of my childhood with my dad and siblings (we are
Portuguese)
I decided to charter a fishing captain and boat and hit the seas for
some native catch. Phil, myself and another student who's name
eludes me had a
action packed trip. We had so much fish and no where to cook it.
Phil always having the good math sense suggested we sell it to a
local restaurant
to be featured in their evening daily catch. He was right, we were
paid well in cash for all of that fish. I believe we then headed for
the package store
and bought some beer with our recent wealth. Summer was over all
too soon and I decided to stay on in Block Island until Columbus Day
weekend
as my college was on tri-mesters. It was the toughest thing ever to
say good bye to Phil at the ferry. We both knew it was a special
summer neither of
us would ever forget. We both cried hard but knew the reality. I
never saw Phil again, we but managed to write once or twice.
I was in Block Island last summer for a wedding and passed by "Dead
Eye Dick's" the restaurant that bought our fish and many fond memories
came flooding back. All of you that knew Phil for many years and
shared so much on your blog dedicated to him helped me to know that this
wonderful young friend of mine reached full potential in his short
life with career, family and dear devoted friends such as yourself.
Phil possessed
a blend of compassion intelligence and kindness that one rarely
meets. I am truly sorry for his family and parents as well. I met
Phil and Barb briefly
in Block Island with the entire Cardi clan. His mom had been
wondering about our union and the age difference. I think they knew
once they saw us.
Also wanted to mention how I learned of Phil's death. I cannot
explain what drew me to the computer to Google Phil's name. I have
never done it
before with anyone out of curiosity or research, etc. When your blog
appeared and I started to scroll down to the photos I knew at once it
was my
friend Phil. So these days I am talking to him in my prayers and
praying for his sweet boys and wife. I am preparing to send my own
son to college
in September 2008 and hope he has a summer love like I once had.
I have sat down to write this no less than ten times and I seem to write and write and then delete and delete. I just don't know how to find the words, as trite as it sounds.
I met Phil back at CMU. I think it was a volleyball game where he, of course, was simply awesome. Watching Phil and Elissa's relationship evolve was such a pleasure. There was something that seemed so "right" about it. Like there was some understanding that they had of each other...some agreement...a complete acceptance of each other in a way that you rarely see.
There is this slideshow of memories that seemed to bleed into each other for me. Of weddings. Of children. Of jobs. Of apartments. Of visits. And sadly, of regrets not visiting more often. Now a profound sadness that is in a part of my heart that seems new to me.
But there is this reoccurring image in my mind of his "trademark" smile and the contentment that it belied. That captures him for me. That is the Phil I keep with me.
From Lou Cardi:
Today Mom and I hiked up to top of Rattlesnake. It was a beautiful sunny day, lakes were glimmering. We were alone the entire time. We sat on the outcropped rock where we have a picture of Phil sitting for at least 1/2 hour. We were thinking and praying in honor of Phil. As I about to stand up blessed myself with the sign of the cross a beautiful very large yellow butterfly buzzed my head, don't remember ever seeing a butterfly in NH before. I was speechless for a moment beforeyelling to Mom. This may be interpreted any way you wish, but it gave me faith that Phil was letting his presence felt and letting us know he was well and looking after us. This happening is a very spiritual experience for me. It gives me hope and faith in life and after more than anything before. I hope this happening helps you bear our great loss. Love, Dad
Incidentally while typing this note the font spontaneously changed.
Gunvor Warme Sweden
Today when I was looking in my bookcase I found a letter from Phil that was written in january 1989. My couriosity took me to the computer trying to find him by help of google. "Remembering Philip Cardi" was my first hit and 42 was also right age.
When I saw the picture I was really chocked that my beatutiful friend Phil that I met in Greece 1987 was dead. How come? Is Louie okey?
I want to give my loving thoughts to his family and friends.
I hope that Phil has his heart in Jesus so we can meet each other in eternity!
God bless you all!
Sweet memorys from north of Sweden
Gunvor Warme
Gunvor Warme Sweden
Today when I was looking in my bookcase I found a letter from Phil that was written in january 1989. My couriosity took me to the computer trying to find him by help of google. "Remembering Philip Cardi" was my first hit and 42 was also right age.
When I saw the picture I was really chocked that my beatutiful friend Phil that I met in Greece 1987 was dead. How come? Is Louie okey?
I want to give my loving thoughts to his family and friends.
I hope that Phil has his heart in Jesus so we can meet each other in eternity!
God bless you all!
Sweet memorys from north of Sweden
Gunvor Warme
Saturday,May 30,2009
St.John the Divine Cathedral, NYC
On this day, the second anniversary of Phil's untimely death, Elissa, Max, Ben, Barbara, I,and Patty Welsh , chaplain of the Cathedral school Max attends came together
in remembrance of my son Philip.
Max proudly said he chose the Italian Chapel in the Cathedral because " my dad is Italian, and Italy rocks"
We had a moment of silent prayer.
Elissa had chaplain read a remembrance she had written last year. Ben age 4 carefully wrote a
note, spelling correct and legible
saying he loved dad - very touching. Max also placed notes in a bowl Chaplain Welsh had brought from Africa. I read excerpts from a eulogy Phil had written when his grandmother died in 2005.His comments were true and concise as usual. How "she expressed her faith in God with a good home cooked meal and family".
We then headed out to the Biblical
Garden on the Cathedral grounds on a glorious sunny day. The notes were burned in the African bowl and wafted the smoke to the heavens. The boys then buried the ashes in the garden.
This service was a beautiful tribute to Philip.
Always in our hearts.
Date May 22, 2010 Saturday AM
Place Mt. Airy Rd.
Holy Cross Cemetery
Basking Ridge, NJ
Family Crypt Range MH Section D
Our family gathered to inter the ashes of our beloved Philip in a brass urn.
Present were his wife Elissa, parents Barbara and Louis, siblings Lisa, Chris,
Louis Jr., Sara, Daniel, Greg, and sister-in-law Kristin. The Episcopal Chaplin
Patti Welsh of the Cathedral School, NYC where Phil’s sons Max and Ben attend presided.
We prayed and cried together, and shared personal remembrances. Some took
Earth and rocks from the grave. A family mausoleum was erected on the site
the following week.
It was a very sad occasion for all, but we know we will meet again and spend
Everlasting life together.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
I was close friends with Phil during childhood and also coincidentally attended Lehigh with him. He was a great person. I still have fond memories of hanging out at the Cardi's house and listening to KISS and Ted Nugent records all night and shooting hoops in the driveway. Still shocked he is gone.
Gregg
Today, May 30, 2011 marks the fourth anniversary of Phil's death.
He is deeply missed, and not a day goes by that he is not in my thoughts. he brought great joy to his family and friends in his too short life. Phil knew how to enjoy life, make the most of his great gifts, and better other's lives.
We spent this Memorial Day weekend
with his widow, two children, and
his siblings.
We are heartened and grateful to his past friends who have contacted us by phone or blogs to
leave comments about Phil. If anyone wishes to contact Barbara or I we would welcome your remembrances about Phil. We can be
reached at barbaracardi0360.msn.com
This past week a headstone was erected at his gravesite at Holy
Cross Cemetery, Basking Ridge, NJ.
We walked through this sylvan cemetery and were saddened tosee so many sites of young persons our family knew taken too early.
Phil was taken suddenly with a cardiac arrhmytmia on a hot night on Wall St. The NYC Medical Examiner could not find any heart
disease at autopsy. I believe his death was the result of a "perfect storm". Firstly, he was under a great deal of stress! He had been working 12-16 hrs/day for 2 years
writting a unique professional trading program for the hedge fund he formed with a friend, Volant Trading. He had set a deadline for Memorial Day 2007 to start trading, he met this goal with great success.
The second factor was Phil's Spring Allergies which he experienced annually. He used two allergy OTC meds simultaneously-
Mucinex D with pseudoephedrine, and Tylenol Sinus with phenylephridrine. I am convinced he did not recognize both contained cathecholamines, which can result in a clinically recognized "cathecholamine crisis". A potentially fatal syndrome. He had felt dizzy for
a day, but did not seek care as he was too busy with work. He called
EMT's himself before collapsing in a cardiac arrest. He had ventricular tachycardia, and severe hypertension. The cathecholamines have been removed
from children's OTC meds because of arrhymias and death in children. I advised the FDA of Phil's case, and believe these meds will some day be banned.
I believe Phil was particularly sensitive to cathecholamines, and was in a high stress situation which combined resulted in his death.
Phil was revived by the EMT's and brought to NY Downtown Hospital where he mistreated, and died 3 hours later.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
today marks the 5th anniversary of Phil's death. A day that changed the way I look at life. Everyday I remember different events (things) that Phil did and said like going to Europe and the shore. His smile and non-judgemental attitude even when I know he had to be thinking "you stupid shit". You are greatly missed and forever in our hearts.
Father
Today is the fifth anniversary of our son's passage to heaven. We think of him daily, and we believe he sends us signs of his recognition of our thoughts- Barb and I were walking thru the World Trade Memorial last week where his company has an office at 7 World Trade Center, and he experienced 9/11 when a lone butterfly landed on Barb's arm. There are no plants at the site
and no butterflies were to be seen. We have had several unusual unexplainable incidents with butterflies (who represent resurrection)we find meaningful.
Phil's boys and E had a service with the school Chaplin today to remember him.
He is terribly missed. At 10 PM tonight was the hour he passed.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
7 years today. Miss you so much my dear friend.
Phil was born on this date June 18,1965- 48 years ago. We remember Phil daily. He brought great joy,
and love to our family. Phil is greatly missed by family and friends.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
This Friday May 30,2014 will mark the seventh anniversary of our son Phil's passing. Barb and I will be at the lake house in NH.Phil was instumental in our choice of the home, and greatly enjoyed being there and participating in family activities.
Phil would be very pleased and proud of how well his boys, Max and Ben are doing in their new home in Ridgewood, NJ. They are both outstanding students, and solid athletes. They have adapted to surburban life. Congratulations to Elissa who has been elevated at Columbia Teachers College to Full Tenured Professor. She is currently
on sabatical.
Congratulation also to Dave Greene. Phil's room mate and best friend who
was a speaker at Buckingham University in England.I wish to thank Dave for his remembrances of Phil.
Our family greatly miss Phil and think of him every day!
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Christmas 2014
In this season of joy and love we remember Phil. He assumed the role of leadership for family activities- games, sports and cheerleader for all ages. He was the glue keeping family engaged during Christmas.
This past year has been eventful for Elissa, Max, and Ben. We are very proud as Elissa became a Full Professor at Columbia Teacher College, and had a year sabbatical, giving her time to adjust to suburban life in their new home in Ridgewood, NJ. The boys have adjusted well to new surroundings, and doing exceptionally well academically and sports.
This summer we enjoyed a pleasant visit from Phil’s best friend at Seton Hall HS- Tim Ruth along with his wonderful wife Kristin, and lovely daughter Haila. We reminisced about their adolescent exploits and experiences. Great memories!! We greatly appreciated his visit.
Phil’s wisdom, humor, and love is particularly missed at this time of year.
ALWAYS IN OUR HEARTS
Lpcardi@msn
Rattlesnake Mt. Holderness, NH
Mom and I hiked to summit today, the eighth anniversary of Phil's passing. A glorious , beautiful day where we shared family
fun and loving memories. Mom and I prayed to God and reflected on our loving special son taken too soon, certain he waits
in Heaven for us to join him. Again butterflies buzzed us, we believe are signs of his presence.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Today, June 18,2015, is the 50th anniversary of Phil's birth, taken by God just weeks before his 42nd birthday. Today, his generation often celebrate this milestone birthday. This is not possible, but we celebrate and observe his short
life by remembering his many accomplishments, deeds, and especially his love and devotion to family and friends.
Many parents believe they have the best son in the world- Barbara and I KNOW it, and we added six more best children. Although it's been eight years, his love and contributions will continue to affect our family and numerous other friend's lives for eternity.
Phil provided well for his family even after passing. His wife, Elissa, sons Max and Ben are a credit to his memory. Phil's genes and choice of a life partner are responsible for their great success in school, socially, and in sports. Our son became the father to his sons, who will become outstanding men and fathers. Phil's "peeps', his younger siblings, use him daily as a model for their lives. Phil was their advisor in their personal lives on social, school, and career decisions because of his wise counsel. Make no mistake Phil was scrapper in a fight. Louie will remember Phil coming to his defense in fights with bullies- they didn't lose. Phil served as a model morally and intellectually. His wisdom and lifestyle affected us all.
Phil strongly impacts our daily lives, as we his parents and family members try to emulate his example. We recognize him spiritually in our daily lives. We miss his physical presence, but recognize signs and sense his love and spirit in our lives.
Today would have been his 50th birthday. We miss an irreplaceable husband, father, son, brother, and friend!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PHIL
GOD BLESS
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Phil, This week on Saturday, June 18th would have been your 51st birthday, but instead we celebrate the 9th year of you in Heaven with the Lord. The family all greatly miss you and not a day goes by we don't think and talk to you. Butterflies and rainbows are constant reminders of you! You are truly the standard by which we measure our lives. We all love you!! Our family continues to grow, we were bless with our 11th grandchild. Claire Rose Janiczek, was born last June to Sara and Lee.
A beautiful baby girl. A sign from you was a double rainbow in the sky over the hospital. We reached a new milestone this week, our first grandchild graduated from HS. Louie and Cindy's daughter Ashton Leya graduated and made us all proud. She was elected to the National Honor Society and the National Art Society, a chip off the old block! Ashton will attend the U of Delaware School of Engineering on a academic scholarship. Your sons, Max and Ben we know make you very proud. Both do extremely well as students, honor roll, and athletes- mind and body. They are on Ridgewood's travel teams, Max on soccer team and Ben basketball. Exciting for Mom and I to attend games. Both are enthusiastic, relentless, team players, chips off the old block.
PRAY FOR US
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Today June 18,2017 has a dual significance for the Cardi clan. It is Sunday, Both Father's Day and Phil's 52nd birthday. He was unique- brilliant, Hollywood handsome,
honest, moral, patient, wise, wise, loving, any excellent attribute you can think of. A born leader who brought out the best in all he touched.
In his short life as a father he was loved and adored by his two sons. Max then 5, and Ben then almost 3 years old. he dedicated his life to being a loving, supportive, and caring husband and father for his his FAMILY. Despite being consumed with starting a hedge fund Volant Trading. We all recognize what could have been if Phil had lived. Phil is irreplaceable! Phil's grand plan was to sell Volant Trading after 10 years, which is this year and retire. He as not a person whose ego required the number of zeros in his bank account. He hoped to dedicate his
life to his family and enjoying life and his family. He hoped to support charitable
causes he felt important. A generous man who accomplished many great things in his short life. A model for all of us. Phil we greatly miss you and love you.
FORVER IN OUR HEARTS
As we begin a New Year 2018 my thoughts return to your exceptional life. This is
highlighted by your wife Elissa authored and published a book based on Phil's life
and with continued meaning and memories for your sons Max and Ben." No Matter What Occurs". A powerful and moving tribute based on Phil's legacy to his children during
life and after death.
The book is reminiscent our sighting butterflies as a sign of his continued presence
in our lives, and also a sign of the resurrection of our essential being in
paradise.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Today is May 3rd,2018 the Feast of St. Philip, an Apostle of Jesus. Every year on this date Mass is celebrated in his memory. Received a email today from Tim Ruth,
a best friend since Seton Hall Prep in NJ. He was at Mass this morning and thought of Phil. Said Phil will be with him forever and is looking down on us. I was very
touched by his note and shared it with our family.We miss you Phil!!!!
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Today is May 4, 2018. Phil is remenbered again,twice in two days. This time by a colleague from work, I assume Goldman Sachs currently working in Hong Kong. He was searching code source when he came across a source code written by Phil in 1992. He
searched the internet to find Phil when he found our blog. He contacteed David Greene and wrote him an email stating "thought you may find comfort in knowing Phil's legacy lives on through his contributions over time 26 years later." What a wonderful thing to say, and a testament to his accomplishments and personality.
This statement brought great comfort and pride to his mother Barbara and me.It validates our belief of his gifted brilliance in finance and trading. He actually was much more, he had great judgement, logical thinking, respect for others and
integrity. In my position at J&J I had opportunity to follow the highest execs, I told Phil he was in that category and could reach those heights- which he did when he founded Volant Trading.
Thank you Luc Wastiaux. I wonder how many others have remembered Phil, find his blog
but don't post. His sons Max and Ben would be bursting with pride with these comments. Makes me wonder if personal blogs are obsolete?
Dad
Today is May 4, 2018. Phil is remenbered again,twice in two days. This time by a colleague from work, I assume Goldman Sachs currently working in Hong Kong. He was searching code source when he came across a source code written by Phil in 1992. He
searched the internet to find Phil when he found our blog. He contacteed David Greene and wrote him an email stating "thought you may find comfort in knowing Phil's legacy lives on through his contributions over time 26 years later." What a wonderful thing to say, and a testament to his accomplishments and personality.
This statement brought great comfort and pride to his mother Barbara and me.It validates our belief of his gifted brilliance in finance and trading. He actually was much more, he had great judgement, logical thinking, respect for others and
integrity. In my position at J&J I had opportunity to follow the highest execs, I told Phil he was in that category and could reach those heights- which he did when he founded Volant Trading.
Thank you Luc Wastiaux. I wonder how many others have remembered Phil, find his blog
but don't post. His sons Max and Ben would be bursting with pride with these comments. Makes me wonder if personal blogs are obsolete?
Dad
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Christmas morning,dawn is breaking! First thoughts were of you and how much you mean
to all of your family. Went to Christmas Eve mass and Claire, Sara's 3 year old, took your picture that was in her room to church, kept it in her hand for the entire time. You would love her, she looks like Sara but has your green eyes.Coincidently, Elissa texted a Christmas greeting and I sent her a picture of
dawn on the farm.We all greatly miss your wisdom, kindness and earthly love.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Today is the twelfth anniversity of your passing. A day doesn't go by that Mom and I
don't think of you and pray for our family. This morning we received a text and photos of you and David Greene, and the boys from Elissa.. David remembered this date. I can't help thinking how richer all our lives would have been with your love and wisdom. God had other plans, which we must accept. Elissa, Max and Ben commenorate this day with a annual family ceremony.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Today is your 55th birthday, Your time with us was too short.
ALWAYS IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Good Christmas morning Phil. This year has us in the midst of a COVID 19 pandemic Mom and I have been in lockdown and quarantine since March. Good news Max enrolled as a Freshman at your alma mater Leigh U. He earned 97% on his ACT. Sammy is accepted to
U of Virginia next year. Such bright grandchildren! We greatly miss your love, wisdom, hugs and kisses.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Good Christmas morning Phil. This year has us in the midst of a COVID 19 pandemic Mom and I have been in lockdown and quarantine since March. Good news Max enrolled as a Freshman at your alma mater Leigh U. He earned 97% on his ACT. Sammy is accepted to
U of Virginia next year. Such bright grandchildren! We greatly miss your love, wisdom, hugs and kisses.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Today marks the fourteenth anniversary of Phil’passing He remains very much missed and loved. Max and Ben are growing up into fine young men, aware of their father’s values. Phil would not have passed of a”catachol crisis” if treated by a competent medical team in a first
tier hospital, not the last rated hospital in NY State by a incompetent physician.
Phil remains an inspiration to all of us because of love, judgement,and advise he shared with all of us.
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Dad
Happy Birthday Phil. Today marks your 56th birthday. Difficult to believe so many years have passed since you were born in St Micheals Hospital in Newark, NJ.
Miss you very much. This Sunday Is Father’s Day. Your son’s are growing into outstanding young men.
FOREVER In Our HEARTS
Dad
Phil, we miss and love you very much.Especially miss your love, wisdom, judgement, and smile. Your sonswould make you proud.
They are healthy, good looking young men. Max finished his Freshman year at Leigh with straight A’s in Political Science anod
Economics. Max is accepted at Syracuse his first choice, will take Business major. Sorry no Computer Engineers where the money
is good. Other news, female cousins doing great. Ashton a Mechanical engineer. Two are outstanding athletes, Isabel a All American Student athlete in Cross Country at Dickinson College, winning most races and finishing in top 5 at nationals. Alex plays Ultimate Frisbee at UNC winning the NCAA Championship, she was top scorer. Marco joined the Marines,a Lance Corporal just Returned from Japan. Selected to become a prestigious Marine sniper. Sara’s six year old Claire is beautiful and a joy.we are proud of all our special grandchildren. Mom and I try to cope with COVID pandemic, aging and ailments. We try to make Family a important part of our lives.
Dad
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
Happy Birthday Phil ��on your 57th Birthday. Your handsome sons Max and Ben are doing exceptionally well both educationally and socially with women, no surprise. Max finished his Freshman year with all A’s. He received a summer internship scholarship from Deloitte Financial in Israel. Ben is pleased to attend Syracuse University his first choice to study Business. Neither interested in studying Computer Engineering. David Greene’s daughter Will attend Tufts University where Ethan attends, David hopes to meet Chris.
I look back at the Blog enteries and there have been no notes entered other than mine since 2014. Seems Blogs are passé. Be assured not a day goes by your person and soul is not remembered by your family members, or friends. This is more important
than notes because directed to you and God. You are loved forever. We look after each other as a family!
At my age, late 80’s not sure how many years I can continue Blog. God Bless our family!
FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS
On May 30, 2007 he collapsed in building near his office. EMT firemen did CPR and took him to Downtown Hospital. Worst CPR
Stats in NY State by 2 STDs. Nurse called and said he was breathing, He had a Ventricular Tachycardia. Every year he had significant allergy symptoms for which he took Tylenol Sinus Tabs and Mucinex. He was stressed as he had initiated at Volant and
had a 80% trade acceptance , which is extraordinary. The physician as we found out later a Hispanic graduate of NYU Medical School
He not passed NY State medical licencing exam, but had a letter from Canada to practice. Tried to transfer Phil to cardiologist
at Cornell, he told me couldn’t be done because of his condition. When we arrived at hospital he rushed to me saying “Phil is not
a cocaine addict”. Phil was on a ventilator, intubated, fixed pupils moribund. He proved to be a incompetent lying person. After he passed I asked him to remove intubation tube a significant amount of venous blood poured out. Obviously Phil was conscious and
fighting him, probably administered Valium assuring his death. Can explain why he didn’t transfer Phil. He said he gave Phil the meds to break the arrhythmia suggested by Cornell MD. We all prayed individually to Phil.
I obtained the services of the top malpractice lawyer in NY, which were declined.
Medical Examiners Doctors could not find cause of death, heart perfect. In retrospect he died from A Cardiogenic Crisis caused by
phenylephrine and pseudoephedrine. O.
Correction. Cause of death. Catecholamine Crisis, from decongestants. Manslaughter by MD.
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