My uncle Stevie was a great man. He got me my job at Cantor Fitzgerald. I am glad I have the memories of him taking me out for lunch on my 21st birthday and of all the fun we had when I was little. I think of him every day of my life when I go to work and I know he's not there to send me e-mails to come visit me or to see him in the Cantor cafe where we would meet for lunch. I miss him dearly and loved him very much and appreciated everything he did for me, and I will make him proud!