Whenever he was at a party, Gregory Trost would invariably be asked to perform "The Creep."
The dance he invented involved shrugging his shoulders, slithering across the room and other aspects of creepiness rendered with bellyaching hilarity by Mr. Trost, said his sister, Jeanne Trost. Mr. Trost, 26, was a research analyst for Keefe, Bruyette & Woods.
"He had a sense of humor that set the gauge for everyone else," said Ms. Trost, who is two years younger than her brother. "What he found funny, it somehow always became funny."
Ms. Trost, who described her brother as her best friend, said he was a natural entertainer, a "human jukebox," who could recite the words to just about any song, from his favorite musician, Neil Young, to Johnny Cash.
Mr. Trost "loved everything from Broadway shows to Nascar racing," said his father, George Trost, who added that he and his son had begun a tradition three years ago of going to the auto races every year on Father's Day.
"His smile was one of the best characteristics," Ms. Trost said. "He had this laugh that came from so deep within him. I know everybody who has lost somebody ‹ they were special. I don't know, not to be clichéd, but he really was the most unbelievable person. He was just a really caring, generous, loving person, son, friend, brother."
Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on October 26, 2001.