Making a Gift of the City
Hasmukh Parmar had a smile to cast away darkness, and that is what his wife, Bharti Parmar, misses the most these days. She can see that smile when she recalls the Friday before the twin towers fell, when the couple went on a nighttime cruise around Manhattan. It was like a second honeymoon, with the city as a wedding gift of a jeweled skyline, the September breezes like soft brush strokes.
The following Tuesday morning, Mr. Parmar, 48, the father of two boys, was back at his job on the 103rd floor of the World Trade Center. He was kept busy as a computer systems manager for Cantor Fitzgerald but always found time to chat with friends or lavish attention on his sons. "He was everything to us," Mrs. Parmar said. "Everything."
At his 14-year-old son's school, Mr. Parmar was a basketball coach. Guitar was the special bond between Mr. Parmar and his 16-year-old. The father taught the son to play, amusing him with the songs of Jimi Hendrix and Carlos Santana. They played together every night when Mr. Parmar came home from work.
Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on October 21, 2001.