Donald James McIntyre

Mr. Fix-It

A multitasker before the term became trendy, Donald J. McIntyre never seemed to run short on energy or good intentions. A Port Authority police officer for 15 years, he was also a union trustee -- a vigilant, wave-making trustee, said his wife, Jeannine.

But around the house in New City, he was the sort of husband even the neighbors couldn't seem to get enough of: he shoveled driveways, ran errands, played Mr. Fix-it. ''People were always calling me up and asking if they could borrow my husband,'' she said. ''It seems like there's nobody he hasn't done a favor for.''

Donald, 39, banked enough overtime to take December off to stay home for the birth of their third child. He was on duty for the 1993 World Trade Center bombing, escorting workers to safety, and was on the scene of last Tuesday's disaster. As usual, he was multitasking: when he ran into the towers with his unit, he called his wife and promised to try and get to the 84th floor to search for his brother-in-law, John A. Sherry, a missing EuroBrokers trader. And he told her to skip work that night because he would not be home in time to baby-sit.