This is Jeremy, his friends called him “Caz”. To my loss, I never knew him but I wish I did. See Jeremy was one of the 2996 people who died on 9-11. This page has been set up in conjuntion with the 2996 project to remember each person. When you sign up for the project the system assigns you a person to remember. I’ve spent much of the last hour reading about Jeremy, reading a guest book of people who knew him or wanted to pass along condolences, and wiping tears off my face. This page will be updated as I get more time and info but I wanted to share this link (copied it all below) with everyone. If anyone reads this page and knew Jeremy and wants to share thoughts or remembrances about him email me at freedomofphiladelphia at gmail dot com and I will post it on this page.
JEREMY CARRINGTON Larger Than Life (or Death)
There is no single great story about Jeremy Carrington, 34, a man universally known as Caz. Instead there are hundreds of them, left like glittering stones along his trail.
“He did not waste a moment of his life, and he enjoyed everything about it,” said his wife, Patricia Rosch Carrington, trying to sum it all up.
While they were dating, he decided to pour his considerable energy into her family’s backyard football game, and ended up breaking her father’s nose. When he proposed to her last year, he roped her boss into the conspiracy and popped the question in the Sistine Chapel.
A British-born swaps trader for Cantor Fitzgerald, Mr. Carrington hosted a BBC program, “Manhattan on the Beach,” in which he documented the daily activities of English people summering in the Hamptons. He charmed the conductor on his subway with the greeting, “Thank you, sir, for saving my seat.”
One night in early September, he hailed a cab with a group of colleagues. When the driver refused to take all five of them, Mr. Carrington asked him to open the trunk so they could put their briefcases in it. The other four people settled into the cab. A few hundred yards up the street, the driver asked what that banging noise was, coming from the back.
“Oh, it’s a Cazo,” they answered. The driver pulled over, popped the trunk and discovered Mr. Carrington sitting cross- legged inside it, surrounded by the briefcases, waving his long arms and calling, “Helllooooo.”
“A lot of people say that so many of these men and women were larger than life,” Mrs. Carrington said. “I quite frankly think this man was larger than death.”
There’s been alot of traffic to this page recently and I wanted to post a few links I’ve come across that talk about Jeremy. I would be remiss if I let this page stagnate and didn’t come by and freshen up the place. Jeremy deserved more then that, all who lost their lives that day deserve more then that.
9-11 Heroes-Jeremy Carrington.
 A September 11 victims page.
There are many others. I just posted a few. 9-11 crosses my mind every day, I helped in cleanup at ground zero and the smell and sights of it still wake me sometimes. When it does, I remember Jeremy and his zest for life so apparent in all the testimonials about him that I can’t help be see it in my minds eye. While my page is still up I’ll keep this page going to memorialize Jeremy and all that he meant to so many people.
Logan
5-8-2007
