David Garcia

Family Tribute:


When I was 8 years old, I began to dream of you and see you when I looked up into the stars at night. I always knew you were looking up at the same stars and was anxious for the day we would meet. Once we were in the same place at the same time, it took only 3 weeks until you tapped me on the shoulder, a stranger, on the way home from class at SUNY Cortland. You have been the focus of my life, and object of my love and passion ever since that day.

We've had a Beautiful life together and my soul is forever wounded from your absence.

Your boys, Davin and Dylan miss you horribly and Dylan speaks of you daily...I hope you can hear him. Dylan turned 5 four months ago and has grown much taller and wiser. Davin celebrated his 9th birthday on Monday. He's looking more like a man every day. The immensity of this tragedy will never fade in our hearts and minds. I wish for nothing more than another trip in your boat, gazing over at you at the helm as you happily navigate the choppy waters of the Hudson with the wind rushing through your hair and the boys bouncing at the bow with great big smiles and laughter.

I Love You Eternally and will run to and re-join your beautiful warm soul when I arrive in Heaven. Please watch closely over us and guide us to a peaceful life here until we can be together again...

...Your Wife, Deborah...Dear

Deborah Garcia (Freeport, NY )
April 10, 2002

David Garcia: An Unexpected Present

David Garcia was a man who could make things work, albeit in the most unusual ways. Once, he patched up a pair of run- down work boots by gluing pieces of tire to the soles. And when the floor on his future wife's Chevy Malibu rusted out, he retrieved his tin sandbox and welded it to the bottom.

But Mr. Garcia could not fix his eyesight, which began deteriorating when he was 10 years old and had, by the age of 40, left him with 20 percent of his vision.

So he found ways to compensate for the independence he lost along with his view of the world, said Deborah A. Garcia, his wife.

A computer programmer, Mr. Garcia began working on a contract basis, most recently for Marsh & McLennan. He had enough vision left that he could still go boating, his family said.

Mr. Garcia's older son, Davin, 8, had his own boat: a remote control toy that broke last summer. After Sept. 11, Mrs. Garcia discovered it in the basement. "It was all put back together," she said. "He fixed it the night before this happened."

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Dear Deborah and the Garcia children. I knew David from Roy C. Ketchum High School. He sat in front of me in one of my classes. He was such a nice guy. I remember once he turned around in his seat and started telling me about his vision problems. He explained in detail what was happening with his eyes. He didn’t seem scared at all. I don’t know how, but that conversation devolved into David teaching me the lyrics from the Beverly Hillbillies theme song. We became friends after that day. I will always remember him fondly. I pray God blesses you all.
Suzanne Brooks, Friend
Sep 11 2021 3:47PM
During my time working in 1 World Trade, I sat in the cubicle directly opposite of David. A tall divider separated us. I didn't know him well, even though our paths crossed frequently... in fact, I learned more about him through this memorial site than I did while working in the same area as he did for almost two years. I truly regret not getting to know him better; knowing what I know about him now, I think we would have become friends, having the same 'Macgyver-ish' talents and interests. Today, while watching the reading of names from ground zero, I saw a fine young man, who seemed to be the spitting-image of his father pay tribute to those lost; it really struck a cord with me, seeing the grown offspring of a colleague lost all those years ago. My heartfelt thoughts are with David's family today, and the families of all, whose lives were taken on this day 16 years ago.
Chris Venne, Colleague
Sep 11 2017 1:18PM
I didn't know David personally. I did, however, take the 8:10AM train out of Freeport each morning when I lived there. We stood in the cold, rain, heat, etc, each morning and exchange pleasantries before catching the LIRR westbound - then go about our business. I didn't know him then, but now I do.
Peter Lawless, Friend
Sep 10 2013 4:33PM
Deborah - I think about you and your beautiful boys often, especially this time of year. I hope you are well.
Shannon Bowman, Colleague
Sep 11 2011 10:30PM
Please god, bless Deborah, Davin and Dylan
Katie, Colleague
Sep 11 2009 4:36PM
At the dinner table last night, one of my daughters asked me if I knew anyone who died that day. I mentioned David's name and that I knew him in high school. I went on to describe David and how I knew him... Dave and I were classmates at Roy C. Ketcham High School in Wappingers and although we lost touch (as most people do) after high school, I recall him vividly. Pardon me if this sounds trite, but I can say with all sincerity that he was one of the nicest, kindest and happiest people I have ever met! I'll have to go back and check the Yearbook, but he may have won some kind of award for "most often caught smiling". Looking at his photo on the web site, it looks like he aged a lot better than most of us and still had that great smile! I remember him as a very lean and athletic guy and again, his photo suggests that he stayed in good shape. You make a lot of friends in high school. When you go away to college and eventually move away from your home town for good, you lose touch with nearly all of those friends. There are a few, and I mean just a few that you wish you had stayed in contact with and that you miss. Dave is one of those guys. My daughters (I have 4), wife and I prayed for Dave and his family last night at bedtime. My thoughts and prayers will always be with them. It is impossible to forget Dave!
Bill Hart, Friend
Sep 11 2009 10:01AM
Thinking of the Garcia family today.
Shannon, Family
Sep 11 2008 1:42PM
5 Years have passed. I was looking for a colleague's tribute and happened here on on accident. I've never met Mr. Garcia. After reading his Tribute page, I have been crying on and off for the past 2-3 hours. Everyone around my cubicle keeps asking me what is wrong, am I all right? Unable to respond - I just wave them away. You see, I can not speak of this for this loss is not my own. My heart simply weeps for this man's wife and boys. I am also the mother of 2 boys (aged 6 as of yesterday and aged 4 as of 9/5/06) and the loss of this amazing person, husband and father, - - 5 years later, whom I've never met stops me and holds me in this moment in total anguish and despair for their loss. I can not begin to imagine the pain and suffering of his wife and boys, I think more than anything that is why I am crying. Please god, bless Deborah, Davin and Dylan
Katie, Colleague
Sep 14 2006 1:46PM