Gavin Cushny

Gavin Cushny

Gavin Cushny Obituary

Published by Legacy Remembers on Nov. 13, 2001.
All Things American

Gavin Cushny, the son of an Episcopal priest from England, considered America paradise. Randy Yates, from California, was interested in everything British. Naturally, when the two young men met, as students at the University of St. Andrews in Scotland 25 years ago, they became close friends.

Mr. Cushny complained bitterly about Britain — the dreary weather, the lack of central heating, the ancient plumbing. "He wanted to know a lot about California — what the homes were like, how they were built, why the plumbing didn't vibrate at night," Mr. Yates said.

The two friends talked of moving to California together, but Mr. Cushny instead settled in New York City, where he eventually went to work on the 104th floor of the World Trade Center, as a programmer for eSpeed. "He loved what he considered the emotional honesty of Americans," Mr. Yates said.

His friend had an American's devotion to self-improvement. He studied math at Columbia, with the idea of perhaps getting an engineering degree. He took acting classes as a way of overcoming his stage fright. He had regular sessions with a therapist. One of the things he was working out, Mr. Yates said, was his relationship with his strict and intellectually demanding father, who died last year.

"Gavin was committed to emotional and intellectual growth," said his fiancée, Susann Brady, who was to have married Mr. Cushny, 47, on Oct. 26, and instead buried him. "He encouraged that in other people, too. If we had differences, he was always open to talking about them."

Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on December 26, 2001.


Gavin Cushny, 47, a man of convictions

Gavin Cushny of Hoboken considered himself lucky.

The day before the World Trade Center attacks, he called his fiancee to tell her that 24 employees in his department at Cantor Fitzgerald had been laid off, but that he wasn't one of them.

The next day, Mr. Cushny, 47, was killed when terrorists crashed a plane into Tower One of the Trade Center, where he worked on the 104th floor as a computer software engineer.

His fiancee, Susann Brady, saw him for the last time that Sunday.

"He took me to his office," she said. "We filled out our marriage license."

The couple were planning an Oct. 26 wedding in Scotland, where Mr. Cushny's mother lives, and maybe a honeymoon in Greece.

"Instead of planning a wedding, I'm planning a funeral," said Brady, who lives in Montclair.

She met Mr. Cushny, a native of Nottingham, England, on New Year's Eve 1998. Brady, a family nurse practitioner, was working at the employee health department at Merrill Lynch, where Mr. Cushny was working at the time.

"He saw me and decided he needed his blood pressure checked," she said. "He asked me out and I was like, 'I have plans tonight. It's New Year's Eve.'"

But the two walked to the train station and then stopped at a clam bar before Brady caught her train. "We had beer and steamers. He told me later he'd never had steamers before, that and he was pretending to like them."

When Brady returned home, Mr. Cushny had already left a message on her answering machine.

"Some beautiful message about how it was the beginning of a new year and he hoped I'd be a part of it," she said.

Mr. Cushny, who immigrated to the United States when he was 21 and later became a citizen, landed his job at Cantor Fitzgerald in May 2000. He was a Latin buff who loved mathematics, his fiancee said.

"And he was crazy about me," she said, laughing.

And Brady said she was crazy about him because he was not only smart and well-spoken, but kind.

"He was very tolerant and accepting. And he had very strong convictions," she said. "He looked, literally, into everyone's heart . . . He was the most moral, ethical, spiritual person I've ever met."

In addition to his fiancee, Mr. Cushny -- who changed his surname from Eales-White -- is survived by his mother, Cibyl Eales-White of Scotland; two brothers, Rupert Eales-White and Adrian White; and a sister, Myra Osbourne, all of the United Kingdom.

His father, the Rev. D.J. Eales-White, died in March.

Memorial services will be held at 7:30 p.m. Wednesday at St. James' Episcopal Church, Valley Road, Upper Montclair.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the N.Y. Firefighters 911 Disaster Relief Fund, c/o International Association of Firefighters, P.O. Box 65858, Washington, D.C. 20035, or the New York State Fraternal Order of Police Foundation, WTC Police Disaster Fund, 911 Police Plaza, Hicksville N.Y. 11801.

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September 5, 2021

Remembering Gavin on the 20th anniversary of 9/11....

Top of picture, Gavin's name

Geoff Rosenberry

September 12, 2016

I was recently at the 911 memorial taking pictures everywhere since it's the first time I was at ground zero since the memorial was built and the freedom Tower was complete. I took a picture of the memorial and his name was on it. I decided to look up his name. It can be overwhelming looking at all the names of the loved and lost there. I felt obligated to look up his name. I'm glad I did. As I walked with my young boys 7 and 10 years of age. I have tried to instill in them the pride they should take in this country and never forget the people who parished on that terrible day in September. The neat thing about the memorial is not just a random name. It's a father, son, wife, a coworker etc, and they all have a amazing story and how they touched people close to them. Rest in Peace. We will never forget you all.
A normal guy from Readibg PA

Ona Colasante

December 29, 2014

Gavin and I became friends in 1975 when I spent a college year at St. Andrews University where he was also a student. He was interested in everyone and everything American and so brought me out of a period of intense introversion with his questions. We played Scrabble almost every day, traveled to the Isle of Wite to meet his parents and hike over the moors, and took a long holiday together hitchhiking through England, France, and Italy to catch a boat to Tunisia, where the sun made everything seem magical. Gavin was up for any adventure if it meant he could learn something and have new experiences, so he was a terrific travel companion. When the year ended we stayed in touch and he fulfilled his dream of coming to America to live and work. He was extremely happy working in NYC, and proudly talked about his job on the 104th floor of the WTC. In 2000 he visited me in Florida while attending an IT conference in Orlando, driving 2 hours in a rental car to meet my children, hike through the fields and pine forests and, naturally, play Scrabble. During a lull in the game I asked him where he saw himself in ten years, and he answered, "I'm not going to live that long." "Come on," I coaxed him, "your parents are very old and still alive. You have a long life expectancy." "I can't foresee anything in ten years," he said again. But he wasn't a morbid person! He laughed a lot, and was sensitive and very kind, and willing to think deeply. And he loved math. Even on his trip to Florida, in his mid-forties he had a math book with him--was it calculus? or statistics?--and he was studying it, as though it was fun travel reading. He spoke of Susann and how happy he was in that relationship, and of how well his life was going. Gavin made me look at America differently, and love it more. He admired Americans for their intrepidness, independence, innovative problem-solving, and brash honesty. I miss his intrepidness and his infectious good spirits.

Thomas Purdy

September 11, 2011

To The Cushny Family,

My deepest condolences to the family. I am a retired NYPD Officer who, while working at Ground Zero, was able to give your family closure. I remember Mr. Cushny's name and it will forever remain in my heart. I never met the man but will always have a unique bond with him. On this 10th Anniversary I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am for your loss and that in some way I was part of his legacy. God Bless You All !!!!

P.O Thomas J. Purdy
Ret. NYPD

Tabitha Abel

September 10, 2011

911 means to me Gavin, my cousin. I would like to get in touch with Rupert or Myra. I have fond memories of staying with you all in Scotland, near Dumfries in maybe 1960. My love to Auntie Sibyl too. This is a big world and we lose contact.

Kay Lee

September 11, 2009

My sister-in-law wears his bracelet in remembrance of the 9-11 victims. My first view of Gavin Cushny was today on this site. I wish I had known him. He sounded like a wonderful human being!

September 9, 2009

I work for a state agency in Richmond, Virginia. In remembrance of 9/11 we were all given a 8 x 6 American Flag. My flag has Gavin Cushnys name on it and it sits on my desk to see EVERY DAY. It is a reminder of not only Gavin, but ALL who died that day, and the families and loved ones left behind. God Bless you All..
Bunny Harper
Manakin-Sabot, VA

Fraser Mitchell

June 2, 2009

I remember Gavin along with his brothers Rupert and Adrian when they attended Strichen School in Aberdeenshire Scotland away back in the sixties a nice family.RIP. Gavin.

Doug Abraham

March 30, 2009

As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life's routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.

Anne Christiansen

September 8, 2008

Each Sept. I wear Mr. Cushny's bracelet and carry his picture. I am a school teacher and I feel an obligation to make 9/11 more than just a tragedy...it must remain real and personal. Gavin allows this to happen for me and my students, thank you, and God bless your family.

Kristine

October 27, 2006

As I cross-stitched your name on the memorial that I am doing for all of the victims, I prayed for you and your family. Please know that your death was not in vain. We will always remember. God Bless.

P Tabbernor

September 19, 2006

In memory....

Bob Hentschel

September 11, 2006

"The Lord will keep you form all evil;

He will keep your life.

The Lord will keep your going out and our coming in from this time on and forevermore.-Psalm 121:7-8(NRSV)



You are gone but not forgotten. In my heart, "Gavin Lives!" I'll always have the memories of our Lifespring Advanced Course.



May God continue to bless and keep your family.

Lori Jackson

September 11, 2002

For the 2001 holidays, my husband and I gave Mercy Bands to our family to remember those we lost on 9-11. Mercy Bands are simple silver bracelets that have 9-11 victims names on them. I came across Gavins name that day at church and had to have it for a friend who was naming thier expected child Gavin. I have held it for a year and tomorrow (9-11-02) I will give the bracelet to my friend in honor of Gavin



"For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope" Jeremiah 29:11 RSV



Though you lost a life, a new life was born.



Alll our prayers have been with you....

Angie Campbell

April 23, 2002

I did not know you or anyone else that lost their life on 9/11/01. I pray for all of the family and friends of this individual. May God Bless you all and give you some peace. Rest in peace.

Lynn Moore Chase

March 19, 2002

Susann has asked me to post this - so I do, shortly after the six-month anniversary - in Loving Memory





For GAVIN



November 9, 2001



The barest hint of day creeps above the Eastern sky.

I am never awake at this hour.

Except perhaps to rise from an overheated bed, stumble briefly to the bath, and return, casting blankets aside, to recapture my sleep.

But this night, This night I am too cognizant of reality

an instant reminder has visited even my dreams; the realization that they have rescued

your remains.



Thanking God upon the news. Thanking those weary workers

who labored through the dust, and heat, and heartbreak of that great rubble pile. Thankful for the dental records that, in this age of knowledge, could identify your bones - finding one body amid those thousands who perished - in that crumbling, flaming shame of inhumanity-

Wondrous miracle

a body to send home to your mother -

but we

weeping anew.



Can we bear to send you home,

so far from where you chose to live, to mingle with the ashes of your ancestors?

Can we lovingly say good-bye one last time -

for only having just regained you?



A glimmer of gold now breaks against the hills.



Thank you Father, for the work of those who tried to shepherd him to the fresh air of safety

And a retun to loving arms -

they perished with him.

Thank you Lord for those who bore the sorry task of his return ... sustain them O Merciful One, for their work is far from finished.



What memorial can we give you, dear friend, besides our tears?

Shall we drape your coffin with our flag - or send your casket with a spray of orchids?

Or shall we but live - more fully - more caring, for each other?



Blessed Mary, guide us, as we stand at this sepulcre to anoint our loss.

We invoke, once again, the name of your precious Son.

And wistfully, reverently, are reminded

to welcome the warming dawn.

Teresa Jahn

January 5, 2002

America Cries

We see your sorrow-

and our hearts cry....

We can not erase your pain

but you do not have to face the anguish alone-for we-

-the American people-

are beside you.

We so desperately want to have the touch that brings you comfort,

the strength that gives you courage,

and the words to lighten your spirits.

And when we are left speechless

may the silence of our nation weave love into your hearts

to ease your sorrow.

May you find healing through our nation's strength as we-

-the American people-

face this difficult time together. Our hearts are with you. Teresa Jahn

Dixon, IL

January 3, 2002

DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN BLESS YOUR SON'

GAVIN CUSHNY AND MAY HE REST IN PEACE WITH GOD AND HIS ANGELS..GOD

BLESS HIS FIANCE...FAMILY AND FRIENDS..GOD BLESS AMERICA AND MAY

WE NEVER FORGET 9/11/01

Randall Yates

December 5, 2001

9/26, remembrance completed and delivered at services in Montclair, NJ, 10/3



Some have called the events leading to Gavin’s passing as a horrific tragedy, an act of war, mass murder. But to all of us here this evening, one event, whatever its cause, led to a sudden and profound loss – the loss of a man we all loved. Whether we come here as family members and loved ones, friends or colleagues, this is a deeply personal loss for us all.



Our memories and love of Gavin before and after this life-taking event will continue in all their large and small ways. When I hear Stevie Wonder sing any of his songs of the 70s, I’ll always remember the day Gavin lent me his Stevie Wonder tape so I could enjoy some “home grown, American music” while at St. Andrews University, where we met. I never gave his Wonder tape back to him, and you know what? He never asked me for it. I will love him for that.



I will also remember Gavin for the friends he brought into my life, many of you who are here this evening Joyce and Robert, Celia, Joe and Jean, Debbie, Heidi, and Lynn.



Every day for many years, for the rest of our physical lives, we will all be reminded of the horrific events of September 11th, yet recall a loving memory of Gavin. This is both a burden and a blessing.



I prefer to see the blessing.



At the same time, our feelings of loss will never vanish, but deepen into a more profound understanding of the delicacy that is life – a delicacy that Gavin not only tasted at times during his life, but also was able to savor in the recent months before his death.



Gavin and I savored a good bottle of sherry on one or two occasions, the first as students at St. Andrews on the very night we met. We shared the sherry out on the ravaged site of the Castle ruins after climbing over the spiked, wrought iron fence that protected the Castle from the likes of blokes of our ilk. This was 25 years ago, so I’m sure you’ll all understand when I confess the sherry had been pinched from the kitchen of St. Mary’s College. Of course, we sought an equally covert manner to savor our illicit booty.



I ripped my favorite Levis while climbing that fence.



On my last night at St. Andrews, after curfew, Gavin helped me over the wall that enclosed and secured the young men at our college residence, Southgait Hall. We had been saying our farewells and missed the curfew.



This time, I ripped my favorite Tweed jacket.



Gavin loved America. He loved the informality, breeziness, the openness to innovation, and the almost stupid happiness Americans share. He had already studied and lived in Toronto and New York and wanted to return to the States. He often cursed Britain’s predictable, dreary weather, the lack of central heating, British Rail, and everything that gave Great Britain near 3rd world status as a result of the declining economy at that time. Yet, ironically, he showed this Californian how to survive in Great Britain, as I graduated from Levis to Tweed, Gavin always playing the reluctant tutor.



In recent months, Gavin was thrilled with his engagement to Susann and their plans for the future. He emailed me several times, telling me about the wedding plans. I had news of my own: after 20 years on the East Coast, I was moving back to my home in California. The timing was great, because I would have both the time and means to attend their wedding in Scotland. Gavin was excited by this news, and so was I. Secretly, I hoped he’d invite me to step in as best man at his wedding, as I had for his first wedding to Celia. Celia, my love goes out to you.



One Thanksgiving, Gavin and Susann came for the holidays. It was my chance to meet her, and I was nervous. I don’t know why, because I immediately liked her. In the last few weeks, I’ve had the delayed pleasure of getting to know Susann better, and she is a sweetheart. Among other things, Susann shared with me Gavin’s last conversation with her, and it both assured and humored me, which I’ll share with you tonight.



It appears that, in preparation for their marriage, Gavin had cleaned his condo. Gavin? Clean his condo? Not only did he clean it out, he was having it painted! For those of you who know him well enough, you’d know this was a highly significant, if not incredible, event. Susann encouraged Gavin to let me know he’d finally removed that set of weights that for years dominated his small living room. They both knew that Gavin’s ancient weight-lifting equipment was the bane of my visits with him in Hoboken, for more than once I tripped over it during the night, stubbing my toe, screaming loudly to no avail as Gavin soundly slept through it all in the other room.



Gavin was also gloriously happy Monday night, September 10th. He was looking forward to the wedding on the Isle of Lewis and, from all accounts, arrived at work early, happy to be getting married, happy he would be sharing the event with both family and friends, and happy he had his job at Cantor-Fitzgerald.



Knowing he was happy comforted me, as it may also comfort you.



To Gavin’s mother, Mrs. Eales-White, and Gavin’s brother, Rupert, on behalf of Gavin’s American family, our greatest sympathies go out to you and your entire family in Great Britain.



Susann, as Gavin’s partner in life, you have all of our collective sympathy and support, not just tonight or next week, but in the many months to come. I ask that all of us not simply ask Susann to call if she needs help, but to act – do those things you know need to be done to assist during this time of grief and loss. Sometimes a surprise invitation to dinner out may make all the difference as she discovers a different future -- one without Gavin. And it will be a vibrant and successful future for you, Susann, though it’s hard to see that now.



I would be remiss to end my remarks tonight without sharing this fact: Gavin would have hated tonight’s memorial. At best, he’d see this gathering as an obligatory yet necessary ritual before everyone celebrates his life in good company, at a venue flowing with refreshments and good cheer. At worst, he’d view tonight’s memorial with a prescient, cynical eye -- perhaps too pious and formal for his liking.



As humble as he was, I prefer to think he’d allow us these brief few moments to memorialize him in this way, in this church, on this evening.



Goodbye my humble friend.

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