New York Times Portraits of Grief
They were as close as three brothers could be, born in 1966, 1967 and 1970. Now there is just one. "Until Sept. 11, I have never known a day without my brothers," Todd D. Coleman, the oldest, said of Keith and Scott. "I miss them terribly."
As boys, they wrestled in their Westport, Conn., home, had bunk beds and stole pizza off one another's plates. They went to college, to careers in finance and to satisfying romances. They dreamed of raising their children in one big family with three smart, affable uncles at the top, said their mother, Jean N. Coleman.
When Keith's equities division at Cantor Fitzgerald became wildly successful, he drafted Scott to work for him. It was there, in the 104th floor offices at 1 World Trade Center, that Todd, 35, Keith, 34, and Scott, 31, were together for a last time this July.
At a memorial service on Oct. 20, Todd told Keith's wife, Elodie, and Scott's fiancée, Jessica Nardone, that he understood why men of grace and dignity loved them so. "I will try to live my life in a manner that will be worthy of their respect and admiration," he said. "Their memory reminds me that the world can be a wonderful place."