Our beloved colleague Ann Snitow has died. Seeing her in an obituary in the Times makes it real but also unreal. The many communities she's inspired have known she was ill, but it'll take some time to absorb that her great spirit is now living only in us. Ann's been a central part of the story J and I tell about the New School, and even about the way we tell it. I was happy to spot her among the slides at the "In the Historical Present" exhibition. It's from her retirement party in April, also the last time I saw her. Wizened by her struggle with cancer but indomitable in the love, intelligence, humor and joy she radiated. May it shine on.