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Marian Hrycak

Flushing, New York

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Their Time Together
"This was supposed to be our time now," Joanne Hrycak said of her husband, Marian Hrycak, who went to work as usual on Sept. 11, but never came home. The couple had been getting ready to take their annual trip to Vermont, were sprucing up their home in Flushing, N.Y., and had just bought a puppy.

Now, she said, she has learned things she never knew about her husband of 32 years. It was no secret that the 56-year-old collected books, stamps, coins and Conan comic books. But she had also found tuna fish cans and toothpaste tubes he had squirreled away for some far-off reason.

When they met in 1967, she could not bring herself to call him by his given name. What was his mother thinking? "I just couldn't," she said. "He was Marty."

He took her ice skating on their first date and nearly broke his neck, but it did not matter. They married in 1969, raised two children, and he eventually went to work for New York State's Department of Taxation and Finance. His specialty was investigating shopkeepers who charged consumers tax on items that are tax-free.

Shortly before 9 a.m. the day of the attacks, he called to say he was safely out of the building. She later learned he was not. He was last seen on the 78th floor of the south tower, helping some elderly coworkers evacuate, before the second plane hit.

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Every Anniversary of 911 brings with it a deep sadness for the personal loss of my friend, Marty Hrycak, as well as all the people who equally suffered his fate. I will always have fond memories of New York, making real friends like Marty, but, I can never forget the tragedy that changed our world.

I was in the same class with Marian at st. Francis. He was one of the few that signed my yearbook. I wish i would have kept in touch. What a terrible loss.

Richard

It took 10 years, but, they finally found Bin Ladin. Justice has been served. Dad, I hope that you and the 3,000 others killed that fateful day can now rest in peace.

You may be gone, but you will never be forgotton.

Good morning Joanne. 8 years and as far as I am concerned, it is as if it were yesterday. Please know that Marty was thought about by many many people. I wish that i could post my recollection of Marty, but once again, reading all those entries about him, He was truly a wonderful man. Hope that you and your family found comfort in knowing that he was loved by many. Thinking of you and sending my warmest best wishes to you and your family Ken Fairben

I will always remember Marty. He was a very nice person. I was in the clerical department of which he worked. When they undid the Collection section I was sent to Tax Enforcement..I survived that day but still feel quilty for being here at times. God bless you always, rest in peace my co-worker on this 7th Anniversary of that terrible day.

Joanne,

When I arrived in New York City in 1982, Marty was one of the first people I met at my new job. He immediately made me feel welcome, and I appreciated this very much. During the next two and one half years, he and I worked closely together, and became good friends.

We had a standing group that went out for Happy Hour after work at least once a week. Our group included Marty, Jay, Barbara, Sheila, Roxanne, Ken, and me. When we did, Marty often talked about you and...