Wit and a Well-Knotted Tie
When Matthew Vianna wore a tie, it was always properly centered, with a tight knot and a tasteful pattern. Even the T- shirts he wore kayaking were crisp and spotless. "Matthew loved to dress up," said Marilynda Vianna, his mother. "The shirt. The tie. The jacket ‹ always polished. Even when he was casual, he looked nice."
On Sept. 11, he dressed with particular care for a sales meeting. "Blue shirt," Mrs. Vianna said. "Blue eyes. I told him, `You look so beautiful.' It was the last time I saw him." Mr. Vianna, 23, from Manhasset, N.Y., learned the importance of details and the pleasures of formality at nearby Chaminade High School. That stood him in good stead at Villanova University, where, his mother said, he found a "real community of friends," and at Cantor Fitzgerald. But he was also perfectly happy rooting for the Giants and the Yankees and making quiet remarks that made his friends howl with laughter. "He always had the perfect, perfect comeback," Mrs. Vianna said.
Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on November 4, 2001.