The Coolest Uncle
James B. Reilly became godfather to his niece, Katherine, in February and he took it seriously. "Can I please have my goddaughter," Mr. Reilly would demand whenever Katherine - 8 months old - was around. The 25-year-old bond trader would then swoop her from the arms of whoever was holding her and coo like he was the father.
Mr. Reilly, who worked at 2 World Trade Center at Keefe, Bruyette & Woods, liked to make his other nieces and nephews laugh. In May, he folded his 5-foot-11-inch, athletic frame into the car of a red electronic train that chugged around a cul-de-sac at a birthday party for his 3-year-old nephew in Atlanta, said his mother, Virginia. The children squealed with laughter. "It was very funny to see him squeezed in the seats with the children," Mrs. Reilly said. "The children loved it. He made sure that he had plenty of time for his nieces and nephews. Unfortunately, they won't remember him, but they will certainly know about him."
Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on October 5, 2001.