Teddy Maloney ’88 lost his life at the World Trade Center, where he was account manager for the Cantor Fitzgerald subsidiary Tradespark. At Proctor, Teddy was a fun-loving athletic boy with a passion for ice hockey. A talented goalie, Teddy (L) was co-Captain of the boys' team in '88 with his buddy Gunnar Whitehead (R), pictured below with coach Karl Methven.

We are extremely proud to announce that a new hockey rink--to be built this spring and summer--is to be dedicated the Teddy Maloney Rink. A special capital drive is being launched to fund this exciting memorial to Teddy on Proctor's campus. Could we do anything more appropriate than name the rink for Teddy?

Teddy leaves his wife of three years, Brinley, and two daughters, Mason and Teddy--who was born Tuesday, December 4! Our love and best wishes go Brinley and her young family! The Proctor community has several ways to commemorate Teddy's life today. His great friend Trask Pfeifle contributes the following important opportunities: "1. We are putting together a book of memories of Teddy for his girls. Please take the time to share your favorite memory or anecdote and send it to the address below. Photographs would be greatly appreciated. Please include approximate dates, as your recollections will be chronologically ordered. If you place your name and address on the back of the photos we will return them to you.

Memories of Teddy P.O. Box 26 Cos Cob, CT 06807-0026

2. Obviously, for all young families the monthly mortgage payment is by far the largest single expense. Although Brinley may eventually receive assistance from various sources, her most immediate need is to eliminate or substantially reduce her mortgage. To help her do so we are asking for contributions to a mortgage reduction/elimination fund which will pay off or pay down the mortgage principal. To our knowledge, Brinley is unaware of this effort and would certainly never ask for such assistance. As friends we want to do something appropriate and feel this would be the most meaningful way of assisting Brinley and her daughters. We hope you agree and will contribute generously to this fund. Thank you and please make your check payable to Brinley Maloney and send to the address below.

Maloney Mortgage Fund C/o 10 Thistle Lane Rye, N.Y. 10580

3. A Trust has been created for Teddy’s children. It is our hope that this trust will help to provide them with an education as well as assist them in future activities that we know would have made Teddy a very proud father. The Trust for Teddy Maloney’s Children will be an on going effort and one that we can contribute to through out the years. Checks for the fund can be made out to:

The Trust for Teddy Maloney’s Children C/o Holland, Kaufmann & Bartels LLC 289 Greenwich Avenue, 3rd Floor Greenwich, CT 06830-6562

Trask can be reached at tpfeifle@rcigroup. com

I would like to update this page--over time--as a tribute to Teddy Maloney. Just e-mail me at chuck@proctornet.com with your recollections, stories, and thoughts, and I will post them here for his many friends to see. Here's a recent contribution:

"My name's Elizabeth O'Neal. I'm teddy's 13 year old cousin, daughter of James O'Neal who is Sally Maloney's brother. When i think of Teddy, i remember what a great person he was. He was a wonderful father, a devoted husband, and a very sweet guy. His driving sure wasn't the best, but he was. Just this January, Teddy and my dad had an accident. My dad and i were crossing the Boston Post road, and Teddy came zooming out of the Home Depot parking lot. He hit my dad! Looking back on it, it seems funny, but at the time it was absolutely unbelievable. The cops couldn't believe it, and thought Teddy had planned the whole thing! Teddy managed to stay calm through the whole thing, which was good. He was "my rock" at the time. If he hadn't remained so tranquil, i probably would have lost it! I will always remember Teddy, and the last words he said to me. He was one of the best men i've ever met, and will know. Teddy lives on in my heart, and the hearts of all of my (huge) family. Thank you for taking the time to read this."

Elizabeth's dad responds with these clarifications and insights:

I just read my daughter's beautiful rememberances of her cousin and I echo those sentiments equally as Ted's uncle...but I do want to set the record straight on our most "memorable" encounter: It was a bright Saturday afternoon when my daughter and I went to cross the Post Road ( a very dangerous proposition not to be repeated) When I thought was all clear, I forgot about the inside "left turn lane" going into Home Depot...and I stepped into the path of an oncoming truck...Teddy's (...all my fault though) Well, after flying, landing and hobbling onto a snowbank in shock...I tried to calm my daughter who was hysterical...next thing I see is Teddy leaning over me... very concerned...he carried me to his truck and got the police and ambulance...I said: " Teddy, what are you doing here...his reply: "I hit you"... you can imagine what I said back... Anyway, Teddy took care of me and then focused on Elizabeth once paramedics took over...and in the days/ weeks to follow he called nonstop to see what he could do to help...that is what Teddy was all about...it defined him. I miss him each and every day, and know you all do to. My family and I also greatly appreciate all the support given to Brinley and the girls and that it will continue over the years. Thanks so much.
Love ya Ted,
Jim O'Neal"

From New York City Laiza Cruz writes: "Teddy gave a city girl like myself a new found love for ice hockey, and for life. He was a kind and very funny kid. I tore ligaments in my knee one winter and Teddy carried my books to our math and science classes for about a week. Those small, but dear things you never forget about person, I am grateful to have known him. My support and prayers go out to his family."

Bob Livingston recalls: "As you might remember we had name plates on the back of our lax shirts in the 70's-80's. When Teddy would go to pick up his shirt for a game 9 out of 10 times he would grab his brother's. (Keep in mind we had T and M on the back of the shirt.) One day I said "Teddy you're a real piece of work always grabing the wrong shirt!" He said he was not very good at TRUE and FALSE tests."

Classmate Stephen Sessions forwarded these recollections on 10/9: "I send thoughts and prayers to Ted's family. As well as the whole Proctor community. I played football and Lax with Ted and got to know him quite well at the time. There are several stories I could share. I will share this one. Ted had a kind of gruff exterior at times. He talked a lot in front of the other guys. Bravado type stuff. He was a hockey player and they have to have that tough, "do anything, to anyone" mentality. What I wanted to share was that Ted had this other side that I got to see on the bus rides and in other quiet times. He would ask me about my life and situation and would actually listen. I mean it wasn't an Opera Winfrey show, but Ted had a very kind, decent side that was so good to see. It made it possible to smile at the other side. He made the class of 1988 a fun group. He was not a leader in the classroom, but he was a leader in many other ways off the field. May we all unite against the hatred and fear that ended Ted's life so pointlessly. May we never forget our Bill of Rights and the freedom that we have and may have taken for granted before Sep 11. Let's not live in fear. God Bless Ted."

Here is a poem receivedfrom a classmate:

CENTER ICE

A sheet of ice
Saturday afternoon
Green and white jerseys circle the cold, red iron.

In the blue paint stands our guardian
Wearing number one.

White vapor streams from behind his mask
As the whistle summons us
To center ice.

We always go
But not before turning back
To do an important thing.

To a man we hit his pads
With blades of sticks,
And receive a knowing nod,
Or a kind word in return.

It's time to play,
And we know that our hero
Is ready to face the game.

It seems long ago that we could
Look back from center ice
And see our friend
Looking after us.

But he's right there
In my mind's eye
And in my heart
A hero still.

Ted's brother Mark contributes the text of his eulogy from Ted's memorial service:

I want to read you a letter Ted wrote to me the day before I went to college for my first try, the first college anyway! For whatever reason I saved it, and now, 11 years later I still believe that his words to me as an older brother are a true reflection of the person Teddy is!

1. First, get to know your roommate, whether you like him or not, be as nice as you can to him.

2. Be open with everybody you meet; don’t make any assumptions from first impressions.

3. Whatever you do, don’t brag about any of your sports. If people say “Oh, I’ve heard all about you, the big lax boy coming in to school,” just be modest, VERY MODEST. It will take you a long way.

4. Get all your work done before you go out!!! It can be done, and you will feel a lot better about yourself in class the next day! No matter how hung over you are, just get up and go to class. If you go to all your classes, you can’t do any worse than a C in the class!

5. The first few parties you go to, don’t get shattered, just drink casually and listen. Look around, and get a feel for who’s who and what’s what. Don’t make a fool of yourself all drunk, it’s hard to live down as a freshman. Just try and learn about the place.

6. When you get offered something better to do, by upperclassmen like Dave Page, or something different, include your roommate and close freshmen friends; if you can. Don’t ever ditch the guys you’re going to be with for all four years or living within the dorms.

7. Be as open minded as possible and things will fall together for you nicely, and you may not like it right away, but the key is to keep your head up and not bitch and moan about it. If you want to bitch, call me. The best thing to do is make a good group of buddies up that are like you.

8. I’m sure a lot of people are going to ask you to pledge, which I strongly think you should do. Again, modesty is the key in pledging, cockiness gets you nowhere but black balled. But don’t get pressured, take your time and figure out which ones you really like and which ones offer the best parties, etc…

9. I really do believe the key things to being successful in college are managing your partying and your schoolwork; being modest; staying true to guys that are going to be your real friends; and overall just doing the best you can at everything you do.

10. Just be yourself, you’re a great kid; you’ve come a long way since your Proctor days and you deserve to have a great college career. And that depends a lot on your freshman year.

11. This stuff may sound gay, but I if you think about it, it’s true.

12. So this is my help to get you through your freshman year. And I hope all goes well for you out there. And give me a call when you’re all settled in!

Love, TED