Mark -Colaio-Obituary

Mark J. Colaio

New York, New York

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Together, Start to Finish
There are countless ways to encapsulate Mark and Stephen Colaio, but the T-shirts do it in three words. The brothers owned matching shirts that they wore every chance they got. On the front was inscribed, "Life Is Good."

"They drank up life," said their sister, Jean Colaio Steinbach. Mark was 34, two years older than Stephen, and in the best sense of an elder brother, he always looked out for him. As their sister put it, "From Little League to Wall Street, they were best friends."

Mark Colaio was a senior managing director and ran the agency desk at Cantor Fitzgerald, and he recruited his brother to work with him as a broker on the desk.

Granted, they had their distinctive sides. Stephen Colaio, for instance, adored the song "Rapper's Delight" by the Sugar Hill Gang, and knew it by heart.

Then there was that hair thing with Mark Colaio. One day last summer, he and his father, Victor, were getting their hair cut. They decided to opt for pretty short. In an impromptu moment, they decided to go the limit and shaved their heads entirely. They announced that shaved heads would henceforth become a summer ritual.

Family was paramount to the brothers Colaio. Mark Colaio lived with his wife, June, and two children, Delaney, 3, and Joseph, 22 months, in TriBeCa. Stephen Colaio, who was engaged, lived a few blocks away. So did their sister.

One recent night, Victor Colaio told his daughter, "I lost my beautiful sons, but I lost my two best friends. That's how I feel about it. They were my best friends."

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Mark, I remember our wrestling days at LuHi. You were a great athlete (and I wasn't!) and I remember your skill and dedication on the mat. I was shocked to find out that you were a victim of this attack, a couple of years later. I come back here every so often, but chose this time to finally write something. Even after all these years, and all these miles away, you are not forgotten, even by someone who was not very close to you, or in your circle of friends. May your family know that you...

I came across Delaney on Instagram + was instantly drawn to her photography aesthetic. As I scrolled down her feed, I opened a video she compiled of her father. It was such a beautiful glimpse of a fun/loving soul w/ an impactful smile.

On this 20th anniversary, I felt compelled to look up Mark (his age, his work, his story) I came to find they had resided on Beach St. in Tribeca two buildings away from where I went to art school 5 yrs after 911.
I got the goosebumps -

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

rest in peace

I remember summertime memories in Montauk and endless joking around from Stephen at the beach. Years later, while walking along the esplanade by the end of South End Avenue, two guys were shouting my brothers' name trying to get my attention. I turned to see the two brothers with big goofy smiles on the faces waving a huge "hello" to me. That's how I remeber them.

We will never forget. Much love from Texas.

RIP to this September 11th victim.

Sixteen years later, your daughter is an inspiration with her remembrance of you and all the fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, aunts and uncles who lost thie lives on this tragic day.

You have been on my mind and in my prayers. Your beloved brother Stephen was one of my closest friends through my best friend Serena.

I met you only once. You were smiling and joking and from what I've been told that was U.

I pray for your children that you left behind and of course for your entire family to gain strength.

A tremendous loss for everyone that loved you and a loss to this world.

Shine on.....give Stephen a big hug for us.