A Frisky Mixture
"I'm a pizza bagel!" Dominique Pandolfo would say, referring to her Italian Catholic-Russian Jewish heritage. Bubbly and engaging, Ms. Pandolfo could be a fairly irresistible vortex, drawing together friends from childhood, school and the jobs she had dashed across until, at 27, she was training new hires on the computers at Marsh & McLennan. With her easygoing manner, she could march into a roomful of strangers and walk out with an armload of new friends. She organized outings, remembered birthdays, surprised people with gifts they'd mentioned once in passing.
Ms. Pandolfo was frisky: a dragonfly tattoo floated on her back. She once took a part-time job at Banana Republic to help pay for clothes she bought there — lasting only two weeks, but spending nearly $1,000.
At the beginning of September 2001, Ms. Pandolfo was scampering ahead, professionally and personally, said Barbara Pandolfo, her widowed mother, with whom she was close. She had moved into a Hoboken, N.J., apartment with her longtime boyfriend, Jamil Azam, and on Sept. 10 she took her first night class at the Leonard N. Stern School of Business at New York University.
Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on July 14, 2002.