Alexander, like so many of those on board PanAm-103 on that awful December 21, 1988 day, was a very special young man. He loved being at Syracuse University. He thoroughly enjoyed his semester abroad in London and was looking forward to an upcoming holiday scuba diving trip to Hawaii with mother, father and younger brother.
Alexander was a lover of the outdoors. His special love was surfing; a passion he pursued ardently in Montauk where he spent all of his summers from the age of three on. An English major he had decided while in London to pursue a career in clinical psychology. His ability to draw people to him; to confide in him would have served him well in this career.
His life, although much too short, was rich with joy and laughter. For this we are so grateful. Of all the remembrances, the one that would have given Alex the most pleasure would surely have been the erection by his fellow surfers of "Lowenstein Court", the pre-eminent surfing spot in Montauk, Long Island.
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