Eulogies, Posthumous Honors and Evaluations of Record
The October 5, 2005, Philadelphia Daily News published an editorial cartoon by prize winning cartoonist Signe Wilkinson. The cartoon featured a pair of battered boxing gloves, falling apart, held together by band-aids, with Cohen's name on them. To their right was a fight card entitled "City Council Heavyweight Bouts," listing "Cohen v. Injustice," "Cohen v. Stadiums," "Cohen v. Trash to Steam," "Cohen v. Corporate Welfare," "Cohen v. Vietnam War," and "Cohen v. Racism."
The Daily News editorial of October 5, 2005 employed the same theme. It was "David Cohen, A Glove Story."
"No one wore the boxing gloves with as much relish as the Councilman," the Daily News editorialized. "Cohen was a champ because he fought for what he believed in.... Cohen was ... not truly a professional politician. We can't imagine Cohen ever commissioning a poll to decide which way to vote on an issue. Cohen acted on something more important: his conscience and beliefs.
"In all his battles, he was guided by doggedness rather than expediency, courage rather than deal making....
"David Cohen was a true champion."
In 2007, the Ogontz branch of the public library was renamed after him. He had been instrumental in its establishment back in the 1960s.
Awards have been established in his name by the Philadelphia Cultural Fund, the Community High School of Philadelphia, and the Joseph Pennell Elementary School. A section of books at the Bushrod Library in Northeast Philadelphia was dedicated in his memory.
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