A self-indulgent moment to reflect on communities of the past

This morning, my uncle George Field died at the age of 101. He was a tireless and courageous defender of human rights - fighting everything from Fascism to anti-Semitism, to McCarthyism - often to the amazement of the rest of the family. But not until today, did I realize the breadth of his work, as I read the impressive New York Times obituary on his numerous professional accomplishments. Personally, his death is the end of an era both in my life and in American history.

He was a larger than life figure in my childhood, who showed up on family holidays and birthdays. He was adisntinguished great Uncle, as he was married to my Great Aunt Molly. He was tall and dapper, wore a fedora and had great black bushy eyebrows. He was always off fighting one cause or another. As a kid, I remember hearing stories of what a great speaker he was and how he would rally the crowds in New York's Union Square in the 30's. I always wished I could have been there to see it in action. This was when Union Square reflected its origins as a focal point of socialist, union and communist causes (not the shopping center it is today).

I rarely post truly personal stories on this blog - so I am, of course, reaching for a connection to community. And the thing that comes to mind reiterates what I often post here - that building real community takes dedication and commitment - that no Web 2.0 tool or new user generated ad campaign can ever replace relationships and passion.

So, today I just wanted to say "hats off to you Uncle George". You done good and your work lives on after you.