Sal I will never forget you Sal! You were a great colleague , professional and friend! Rest In Peace my friend !

Sal’s mom, Mrs. Tieri was my sewing teacher, my mentor and my friend. She was the mom that watched over me at school… She taught me how to sew and gave me great life skills. I externally owe so, so much to her… She often talked about her two kids, Faith and Sal who were her life. I never had the pleasure of meeting Sal but he was so incredibly loved by his mom and she always talked about what a wonderful son he was… Taken too early from his family- May God bless Sal, his family, his sister and her family and may He always provide comfort to them to accept his great loss… Aida Castellano

Sal was a wonderful human being and it was a privilege to know him. Forever in our hearts. Rest in peace Sal

My thoughts are with you and your family on this marking of this tragic day. You were a great colleague and friend. I remember you greeting me when I moved into the Marsh office in Morristown after the merger with J&H. You were so welcoming and I’ll never forget your friendship.

Sal, as always, thinking of you today. You will always be missed. You were a special person. Vivienne

It has been 15 years since that fatal day. We lost a truly remarkable person and colleague, one that will never be forgotten. Life goes on, but you are still missed and thought of often. Vivienne

Remembering you and your family on this day. I smile every time I remember how much you "loved" Joe's cigars.

i still find it hard to believe Sal is no longer with us. We worked very closely together at Marsh, me in Bermuda and he was in the Morristown, N.J. office. We alwasy had a wonderful time of laughter during client meetings and dinners. I am priviledged to have know Sal and a colleague and more importantly as a firend. Gone but defnitiely never forgotten. Guilden Gilbert

Sal was my best friend, hero and of course a loving brother in all aspects of the word. Devoted, caring, loyal......... I can go on and on. It will be 12 long years on Wednesday:( Gone but never ever forgotten........missed everyday and loved always and forever....... xoxo Your Sister, Faith

Sal, you were a wonderful human being and it was an honor to have the good fortune to know you and work with you.

Ten years later and the sadness has not gone away. I saw your sister on TV today and want the family to know that neither I or many other have forgotten the family .It was my pleasure, privilege and honor to meet with and work with Sal at AIG. Sal and the entire Tieri family remain in my thoughts and prayers. It is my hope that your memories bring you some comfort. RIP Sal and God Bless.

Between working as an underwriter and joining Marsh FINPRO, I probably knew Sal for about 5-6 years. He was one of the nicest people I knew in the industry. Always warm, funny and ready to extend a hand. My life was Blessed for having known him. Still remember fondly.

The second service I attended for a Marsh September 11th victim, a couple of weeks after John Tobin's, was for Sal Tieri. Sal was a salt-of-the-earth, never-had-an-enemy type of guy who you liked even when you were on the opposite side of a negotiating table from him, which I was on occasion. Sal was a young 40-year old with two small children and a great wife, Maureen. He had recently transferred from Marsh's Morristown, NJ office to the Manhattan headquarters and life was good and getting better. Sal's career was fast tracking and his personal life was, no doubt, even more fulfilling. On the evening of Monday, September 10th, Sal wrapped up a long day at the office working on a particular vexing project with his colleague Jim Loughlin. Jim recalls: As I was leaving Sal said to me 'Well tomorrow is another day and it can't be as bad as this one.' Those were the last words Jim ever heard Sal say. Sal, like so many others, wasn't originally supposed to be at the World Trade Center on September 11th. He went to a meeting as a stand-in for a colleague who was asked to attend another meeting at the same time in the Marsh midtown offices. Nobody foresaw, of course, the fate that awaited Sal and thousands of others at the World Trade Center that morning. Sal's remains had not yet been discovered when his memorial service was held. Maureen decided to conduct it at the family's beach club in Sea Bright, NJ where Sal loved to take his children. The club had erected a flagpole to honor the victims of 9/11 and Maureen felt that their kids would be well served to think of their father every time they saw the pole standing at their favorite place on the edge of the Atlantic Ocean. I drove to Sal's service from Manhattan with two colleagues from AIG, Doug Worman and John Benedetto, and another friend from Marsh, John Kerns, who worked closely with Sal. This was still in raw days immediately after 9/11 when New York City was heavy with the smell of burning wire and rubber and who-knew-what else. People walked around the city wearing surgical masks over their noses and mouths. The Holland Tunnel, not far from the World Trade Center site, was closed to traffic to-and-from New Jersey. The roadways in and around New York City were generally a morass of delays, back-ups and detours. As a result, the four of us were late getting to Sal's memorial service at the Jersey Shore. A trip that normally would have taken an hour and fifteen minutes in pre-terrorist days required us to lurch-and-grind along for almost three hours. We debated at times whether we were so hopelessly late that we should just turn back. However, we plowed ahead (reversing course seemed to us like it would be another terrorist victory), arriving just in time to hear the piercing strains of a bagpiper ushering the crowd back indoors to the reception area at the conclusion of the seaside service. My first thought, I remember clearly, was that the bastards who had brought down the Trade Center and killed Sal had also made us late for his memorial service by causing the closing of the Holland Tunnel and the consequent overcrowding of other roadways. There seemed to be no end to the evil they had wrought. The crowd that day, too big for me to estimate, was a testament to Sal and the many lives he touched. On hand were relatives, colleagues, friends, business partners and, most poignantly, competitors. People flew in from all over the country. The lines of demarcation among various companies within the insurance industry, which prides itself on black-and-white clarity, were blurred that day as we all gathered to say goodbye to one of our own. In a way, my three friends and I were lucky to have arrived too late to fully gather in all the sadness and finality of the proceedings.

I just wanted to say that I still think of Sal often and he is still very much missed.

I first met Sal Tieri in September of 1999. I came to work at Marsh Morristown's office for one day as a temp, and found that Sal was looking for an administrative assistant in the FINPRO department. I met him, we talked and I joined the department the next day. I learned, like alot of people who knew Sal, what an incredible person he was. Kind, generous, funny, smart and liked by all. I remember that sad day when we were told Sal was amongst the missing. I am a better person for knowing him, he is sorely missed and will be remembered always. Vivienne Dixon, 9/11/08

Sal hired me at Marsh and was the best mentor a person could ask for. I still remember and reflect how on how 'cool' he was in the boardroom. He was so confident and professional that you could just watch the Risk Managers, CEO's and CFO's just hang on every word. However, as good of a broker as he was, his friendship and kindness dwarfs that on a relative scale. He is truly missed and thought of often.

There are no friends like the ones you have when you are twelve and Sal was the best of childhood friends. He laughed more, ran faster, worked harder, and took wiffleball more seriously than anyone I've ever met. I learned things from Sal...always run when your mother calls and when the bluefish are feeding, look behind you before you cast or you'll hook someone's ear (his ear/my pole), when the boy on the roof with a bucket of tar tosses it down and says 'catch'...don't (what a mess!)and don't swim in the ocean in your jeans, they weigh you down...he dragged me out plenty of times. My best childhood memories are from Riverview Road and Sal is center stage in all of them.

It was many years ago that I met Sal and only knew him for a short time. Sal was the only one I personally knew who was lost that tragic day and I was very saddened when I had heard. My thoughts and prayers go to his family, friends and co-workers. May they all be comforted knowing that Sal is resting in peace in Heaven.

It was my privilege and pleasure to work with Sal from 1990 until that fateful day. He was a loving father, husband, son and brother to his family, and a great friend to so many of us. He was a very talented broker who cared about his colleagues and clients. Six years later memories of many very happy times we had are easily recalled. Sal was a very special person. Many of us are better people as a result of our relationship with him.

Sal was my only brother. I am proud to be called his sister. There isn’t a day that goes by that I do not think of him or of something he said or did. He was respected by so many and loved by so many more……… 'BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES ARE WONDERFUL THINGS, THEY LAST TILL THE LONGEST DAY, THEY NEVER WEAR OUT, THEY NEVER GET LOST, AND CAN NEVER BE GIVEN AWAY……………. TO SOME YOU MAY BE FORGOTTEN, TO OTHERS A PART OF THE PAST. BUT TO THOSE WHO LOVED & LOST YOU, YOUR MEMORY WILL ALWAYS LAST.' Forever in my heart, Faith G. Tieri 7/20/04 2:30 P.M.

I first met Sal when we were both working at AIG. It was a real 'pressure cooker' there but Sal always kept a sense of calm and professionalism about him. He was a joy to know and to work with. Although it has been many years since we worked together, I continue to be deeply saddened by this death. My thoughts and prayers are with his family.

I can't tell you anything about what it was like to work with Sal, but I can tell you what a kind person, father, husband and friend he is. I moved to New York City in 1994 from Texas without a clue of where to live or what to do. I had met Sal through a common friend and he was the first person to take time out of his day to drive me around Hoboken looking at apartments. We all know how apartment hunting around the city can be, so to help a virtual stranger visit apartment after apartment speaks volumes. I was able to get to know Sal a little more in the following years and the first thing that comes to my mind when I think of him is his smile. He could light up a room and made everybody feel important. I am at a loss about what else I can write about Sal that would encompass him in this tribute. The best thing I can think of is one word....genuine. My thoughts go out to Maureen and his children. 'Peace on earth depends on peace in the peoples hearts' - Dalai Lama

I first met Sal during my days at Marsh Global Broking (Bermuda) Ltd. He and I worked together on a number D&O; placements. Sal very quickly became much more than a colleague, he became a very good friend of mine. Whenever I needed a laugh I would call Sal and without fail he would provide that laugh. When I needed some information in putting an account together I knew I could call Sal for the information. Sal was always there ready to assist no matter how busy he was he would take time out to find out what I needed. I remember visiting my sister-in-law in New Jersey and Sal driving up just to say hello and spend some time. After moving to the Bahamas in 1997, Sal and I continued to speak periodically, the last time was about 3 weeks prior to the events. We had not spoken since his move from the Morristown office to N.Y. so it was good to talk to him and catch up. I remember during that conversation telling him that anytime he and his family wanted to come to the Bahamas they were more than welcome to stay with my wife and me. He said it sounded like something he would love to do. I could not believe it when Fred Ryder informed me that Sal was one of those lost in the events. That news it me like a ton of bricks. I can remember sitting in front of my television a few days later when the pain hit me and began to cry uncontrollably. Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. I made a number of friends during my days with Marsh but very few were as close a friend as I considered Sal. I will always rememebr my friend who always had a big broad smile on his face. I miss you Sal but our loss is Heaven's gain.

A True Gentleman. Sal Tieri was truly a unique individual. While he had evolved into a very successful businessman, nonetheless, he maintained a patient, kind-hearted generous demeanor, and did not hesitate to help another. In those days, I perceived the industry as 'dog-eat-dog;' Sal's professional maturity and soft-spoken manner was almost unprecedented. The world is a lesser place without him. He will be missed; not only by his friends and co-workers, but by all of the people who had the pleasure to know him in small, everyday ways. I am only one of many. I met Sal in 1987, early in my insurance career. At that time, I worked with Maureen, Sal's wife, and I was lucky enough to have benefitted from his wise counsel on several occasions. In particular, I remember a marketing meeting where he was the 'guest speaker.' He said that if you had not worn holes in the bottom of your shoes, you had not done your job. I find that I am having trouble finding the right words to reflect my feelings. I had not seen Sal in many years. The last time I had seen him was at his house in New Jersey. A mutual friend had invited me to visit. I still recall Sal's casual ease. He looked just as comfortable sitting with his feet up reading the paper on a Sunday afternoon as he did spit-shined and polished, poised to go into a high-level business meeting. I have not known many who had captured his self-effacing and quite dignity, and I probably never will again. I am truly sorry that the world has lost such a wonderful individual. I offer my kindest regards to his wife, sons, family, friends and colleagues. Sal, you were one in millions.

Handling FINPRO claims hasn't been quite the same without Sal. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish I could call him for his input in interpreting a policy. From a work standpoint, my safety net is gone. From a personal standpoint, I feel a tremendous loss. Just recently I was reviewing several policies with another colleague. I kept reading and reading and finally found something I never knew was there. It was almost as if Sal was guiding me, encouraging me to continue reading and drawing me to the wording I was looking for. I hope he continues to guide me during the rest of my career at Marsh. I just made fresh whipped cream for an Easter dessert. I used a Tupperware bowl that I bought from Sal for his son, Jonathan's fundraiser. Little things, simple things........I'll never forget Sal and his silver gray hair.