IN MEMORY OF ARTHUR SZYK on the 50th Anniversary of His Death September 1951—September 2001 Arthur Szyk died on September 13, 1951 of heart failure in his home in New Canaan, Connecticut. He was 57 years old. The following are excerpts from the eulogies delivered at his funeral in Forest Hills, New York.
Eulogy, by Judge Simon H. Rifkind September 14, 1951 "The Arthur Szyk whom the world knows, the Arthur Szyk of the wondrous color, and of the beautiful design, that Arthur Szyk whom the world mourns today—he is indeed not dead at all. How can he be when the Arthur Szyk who is known to mankind lives and is immortal and will remain immortal as long as the love of truth and beauty prevails among mankind? Unfortunately, like the rest of us, he lived in an age in which the wreckers, the destroyers and the desecraters were in the limelight and sat in the seats of the mighty. He chose to be a builder, a beautifier, one who hallowed whatever he touched with his spirit. What, then, can we say except that fortunate are we and truly chosen to have lived in his generation..."		Eulogy, by Rabbi Ben Zion Bokser The Forest Hills Jewish Center "...Arthur Szyk was a great artist. Endowed by God with a rare sensitivity to beauty and with a rare skill in giving it graphic representation, he used his talents to create a series of works of splendor and magnificence that will live forever in the history of art. But Arthur Szyk was more than a great artist. He was a great man, a champion of justice, a fearless warrior in the cause of every humanitarian endeavor. His art was his tool and he used it brilliantly. It was in his hands a weapon of struggle with which he fought for the causes close to his heart. We grieve for Arthur Szyk's passing, but at this hour, we are also grateful for the privilege of his life, and above all for the privilege that has been ours in having been close to him, to feel directly the blessings of his influence. He is gone, but not wholly gone. Music survives the instrument on which it is played and so does the work of a man of true greatness. The body is perished, but the work he performed will, like great music, live on after him."

Arthur Szyk, My Landsman On His 50th Yahrzeit * by Herman Taube
	Yours was a short life, but rich with grandiose mastery, bordering on stunning achievements. Your life, like your art, broad as our planet Earth, reached from the dark abyss, high to the skies. You came from a pathway of famous scholars, trailing from Reb Yomtov Lipman Halevi Heller, the author of Tosefos Yomtov. Your creations and illustrations traveled with you from our native Lodz to Krakow, Paris and New York, where your talent blossomed. The pogroms by Cossacks, German occupants and Polish	Legionnaires became your goal: Drawing martyrdom and resistance. You perpetuated the memory of Eugenia, your mother and Josefa, her servant, both perished in the furnaces of Majdanek. You preached and participated in resistance under the disguise of Lieutenant Alex Szinkarenko, saving Jews from bloody pogroms. We named you: Artist of Freedom, for your patriotic masterpieces of the Declaration of Independence and the images of great Americans. For us, survivors of the Holocaust, Your cartoons and caricatures of our tormentors: "Das Herrenvolk" is your call: Don't Forget Amalek!"
*Yahrzeit - "anniversary of a death," Yiddish Herman Taube, poet, novelist and columnist, shares the same birthplace as Szyk—Lodz, Poland —and remembers Szyk from his early days there. Mr. Taube, a Holocaust survivor, publishes regularly in The Jewish Forward, and lives in Rockville, Maryland.