Ana Fosteris: Commuting to Dress
though she was up at 4 a.m. every day to make the
two-hour commute on the Long Island Rail Road from Coram
to 2 World Trade Center, Ana Fosteris kept resisting the
very idea of finding a job closer to home. She loved her
life as an insurance broker at Aon on the 103rd floor,
she loved shopping downtown, and "she liked dressing up
and being around people who dressed up," said Michael
Fosteris, her husband of 31 years. "She couldn't put up
with the dress code on Long Island; it's so casual."
Theirs was a transcontinental love story: they met and
married in Romania, and immigrated to New York shortly
after. The weekend before Sept. 11, the two were
listening to Verdi's "Macbeth" and Mrs. Fosteris, who was
58, happened to mention that the "Ah, la paterno mano"
aria "would be the song she would like to have played for
her at her funeral," her husband said. "It came out of
Oct. 30, Mr. Fosteris was accompanied by friends as he
drove back from the memorial service at ground zero. He
said, "We played the aria in the car."