The story didn't surprise JoAnn, who describes her husband as someone who was more comfortable in a wrinkled sweatshirt than a pressed Hugo Boss suit. "He made me feel like a million bucks," the bartender told JoAnn Dwyer. 11, Dwyer's wife received a call from the restaurant's bartender, who explained that Dwyer, 37, had invited him to play with Cantor's clients at a company golf outing. Patrick Dwyer '86 Bus, a partner at Cantor Fitzgerald, was the rare person at home with people on either side of the bar. The oak bar at the steak house Smith & Wollensky stands between two groups of people: the Wall Street customers who earn millions making their clients rich, and the servers who earn a lot less but remember their clients by name. His one exception: a stuffed Nittany Lion to watch over their house. When Jill asked her husband whether he wanted to decorate their new home with Penn State memorabilia, he said no-they had the real thing outside their window. Post-retirement, the Andersons, who met at Penn State, planned on spending more time in the State College townhouse they had recently purchased to complement their season football tickets. "Getting his full pension was very important to him-he felt he deserved it," she says. He planned to retire at age 62, at which time he could have received his full pension. Kermit Anderson, 57, had spent 36 years with the insurance firm Marsh USA Inc., where he worked as a systems analyst for the past two years, his department was located on the 97th floor of One World Trade Center. In four years she would have had her wish. "I wouldn't have been so charitable, because I was selfish and wanted to be around him all the time." And despite the fact that his wife had left ready-to-eat, homemade meals to heat up in her absence, Anderson found satisfaction in PB&Js-and in knowing that his wife was exactly where she needed to be. He never made her feel guilty when she left him behind for four days every other week. Her husband, Kermit Anderson '65 Sci, didn't complain about the thousands of dollars spent on airline tickets. For a six-month period in 1999, she flew back and forth between her home in Green Brook, N.J., and Sarasota, Fla., where she took care of her ailing mother. Jill Anderson '64 Sci laughs when she recalls the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
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