Five years ago, our world changed. Politics aside, that fact can not be disputed. Today bloggers across the country are honoring the lives of the 2,996 people killed in the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and a Pennsylvania field. Each blogger is honoring the life of one vicitm.
Among them was a 23 year-old woman named Laura Angilletta.
Laura, who worked for Cantor Fitzgerald as a Purchase and Sales Clerk, turned on August 11th – my stepbrother shares her birthday. She was born in Brooklyn and grew up in Staten Island, graduating from Curtis High School and the College of Staten Island.
She is missed by friends, family, co-workers, and strangers:
Laura was the pretty girl that I saw everyday for 4 years at CSI. It is hard to imagine her gone, when prior to 6 months ago she was a regular face I saw everyday. We were friends, classmates, and fellow graduates. I will remember her always, trying to pass Business classes, or competing for better grades in Dr. Lang’s class. I remember her smile and her outgoing attitude. It greatly disturbs me to think of her tragic death. Never forgotten, always missed.
Laura was and is such a special person to me. She was so smart, so kind, and quite beautiful. Her loss has devistated me. Everyday ask why and the answers never come. Like everyone else, my emotions have been going through such dramatic swings since the 11th. I have been feeling such heart wrenching pain but at times i have felt nothing but pure love. I feel guilty that i never told Laura how much she meant to me. And what truly saddens me is that there are people who don’t even know that she is gone. I have told friends from school who attended classes with her and they were not informed. I even told my college professor who taught Laura and he was not aware that she died in the World Trade Center.
We need to honor everyone who perrished in the WTC. The media speak of the number of people who were there but they rarely talk about the individuals. They may tell the stories of individual policemen and firemen but not that of everyday citizens.
If you read this, please remember Laura for how she lived and how she treated others. Spread her story! Never forget the impact that she made upon you.
– Jared Tardell
Hello, I worked with her and her sister Maria. Laura was one of the nicest person I’ve ever met. I didn’t know much about her; what I did know about her was the wonderful smile she had along with that wonderful laugh actoss the hall. All the time I saw her I can’t ever recall her being mad and angry. There is not one day I ever forget her. When you see the word angel in the dictionary, there should be a picture of Laura because she truly is an angel.
Love, Christopher Samothrakis
Her cousin, Jennifer Angilletta wrote:
Every time I think of you one word comes into mind-sweet. I know that I am not the only one who feels this way and I want to share a poem that I wrote for you that is called Sweet Goodbye.
Goodbye to your sweet laughter that filled any room with light.
Goodbye to your curly black hair that was as dark as night.
Goodbye to the Thanksgiving mashed potatoes that you loved so much.
Goodbye to the wedding plans I had that will now become untouched.
Goodbye to your delicate voice that I long to hear once more.
Goodbye to your witty sense of humor that we all came to adore.
Goodbye to the future and what may have become.
Goodbye to all the times we shared, we always had so much fun.
I say goodbye now because you are gone.
I say goodbye now, but your memories live on.
I love you Laura and will miss you always.
A year after the attack, her family wrote a “Love Alwyas Letter” to her that was published in the Staten Island Advance:
You were tragically taken away from us much too soon. You had so much to offer in this life. So much for you to do. We all never had the chance to say how much we love you or to say a special goodbye. Who knew the night before when we said goodbye it would be forever …
You enriched our lives with your laughter, your smile, your sense of humor, your caring and understanding ways. We never imagined life without you here; nothing else matters — you were everything to us.
You were filled with so many hopes and dreams. We know you have achieved most of your goals in the short time that you were here. You have succeeded in whatever you put in your mind to do. There was so much more for you to do: We will never see you get married. You were truly so beautiful. You were supposed to be here to go on, to watch your nephew John Gerard grow up. He will always know of you as a hero and a great inspiration to him. Or to tell stories and laugh with Albert. Or share many hours of conversations about anything with Maria, and to share more family time, like our family trips to Italy. Mom is so thankful for the precious time the two of you had together on your last trip — that meant so much to her. She talks about that trip so often. Dad is so heartbroken as we all are without you here. John loved you as a sister, not a sister-in-law.
We treasure our memories of you, which are very dear to us. We cherished each moment with you. Oh what we would give to just hear your voice or your laugh, to see your smile and your beautiful eyes light up. The memories we shared together will be in our hearts forever.
We love you so much — You are our beautiful “Angel” always. Love Always, Mom, Dad, Maria and Albert, John and John Gerard.
The words of those who knew here are the best tribute we can give to a woman who continues to touch the lives of others. Laura, may God keep you in his arms. To Laura’s family, my God assuage the anguish of your bereavement and leave you only the cherished memories of Laura.
I will always remember where I was and what I was doing when the attacks occurred. I will also always remember Laura Angilletta. My heart and my prayers go out to those who lost a loved one that day.
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die.” John 11:25-26