GARY ALBERO: Helping the
judge a broker by his collar. Take Gary Albero. He was a
good insurance broker: urbane and vigorous, and he could
sell. That's what led him to 2 World Trade Center for a
breakfast meeting. But it was not the money or the
numbers that appealed to him, said his wife, Aracelis.
"He liked talking," she said. "He liked people and the
job fit him."
Consider the private life of Gary Albero, who was 39
and lived in Emerson, N.J. He often volunteered at a
local homeless shelter and sometimes slept there because
he was interested in the lives of the homeless. He would
come home, put on a white collar and go off to conquer
Gary Albero met a boy some years ago who came from a
troubled family. Mr. Albero took him under his wing, took
him to ball games and coached him in football.
When it was time for the young man to go off to
college, Mr. Albero was there to help pack his belongings
and drive him to his dormitory. They hugged; the man gave
the boy some money and reminded him that he could be
anything he wanted to be.
The Alberos had their own child, a boy, a year and a
half ago. "That was the happiest day of his life," Mrs.