Who ever said kids won’t listen to their elders?
Touchstone-of-the-moment YouTube.com boasts a small but influential (or at least popular) number of registered users who are about 50 years older than the stereotype, and the fact that they are among the site’s most-subscribed user accounts suggests that at least some of the kids are listening. Apparently, many thousands of Internet users are willing to sit through sometimes rambling 3-to-5-minute snippets of mid-20th century recollections — whether or not they actually tied an onion to their belts, which was the style at the time.
Take for example 86-year-old Martin Harris, known on YouTube as MHarris1920, who had posted for several months on the website, sharing his stories of serving overseas during the Great War, perhaps touching viewers emotionally, or at least intriguing them enough to click.
Two weeks ago, he died. The obituary that ran in his local paper even noted his late-acquired following:
Born in Malden in 1920, the son of Russian immigrants, Mr. Slobodkin graduated magna cum laude in international studies from Harvard University in 1941 and has been back to every reunion bar one since then; this would have been his 65th. Upon graduation, he enlisted in the Army as a medic. Based on IQ tests, the Army sent him to graduate school at Yale to study Russian, and then to the Sorbonne in Paris to study philosophy. (His memories of WW II can be seen and heard on www.youtube.com under Mharris1920.)
His second-to-last video, the last full-length (2:26) video with Martin sharing his WWII-era experiences, was viewed 18,596 times. His final video, very short and with just one message and one question, titled like an email — “Re: Re: War years part 1″ — was viewed 61,658 times, with 250 comments.

As far as I know, his question about “the name of that wonderful” bar in Glastonbury, where he had a “dark ale and shandy, something we never get in the states somehow or other,” has gone unanswered. But maybe I’m wrong. YouTube is vast.
Several days later, his widow appeared in Martin’s place for the first time, breaking the news to the community. This video drew more eyeballs than most television news programs last week: Good bye Martin was viewed 915,257 times, with 2880 comments.

Her follow-up message has racked a not-insubstantial 13,461 views, about where Martin had been before. Does she now have her own following? Perhaps what’s said about God and doors is true of God and YouTube users.
Even if she doesn’t remain a YouTube celebrity, others are going strong. One is the impishly handled geriatric1927, an Englishman named Peter, 79 years young (as Willard Scott would say), who has posted 30+ videos sharing his own wartime experiences. Geriatric1927 is big. How big? There’s only one user on the site whose videos have been viewed more than his:
P.S. Since it’s only been one post since I’ve referenced a major literary work from the 1990s, well, let’s get this streak going: It occurs to me that the videos of those like Martin Harris will remain online forever, for all practical purposes, unless removed by a family member with the proper account information. This is pretty much what Don DeLillo envisioned in his era-spanning, non-linear 1997 epic novel “Underworld.” At the end of the 20th Century, a minor character, a nun, passes away. Instead of going to heaven, she went to the Internet:
A click, a hit and Sister joins the other Edgar. A fellow celibate and more or less kindred spirit but her biological opposite, her male half, dead these many years. Has he been waiting for this to happen? The bulldog fed, J. Edgar Hoover, the Law’s debased saint, hyperlinked at last to Sister Edgar — a single fluctuating impulse now, a piece of coded information.
Everything is connected in the end.
P.P.S. To Live and Die on MySpace? The one social networking site still bigger than YouTube is of course the L.A.-originating, Murdoch-owned MySpace, which in its early days was popular as the slutty version of Friendster. Nowadays it has millions of registered users (even if not the claimed 100 million), and when you’re talking numbers like that, well, understand that a small fraction of them will be checking out on a regular basis. Now there is even a website that will tell you which MySpacers have shuffled off this mortal coil, and point you to their abandoned pages. They’ve got all kinds — plane crashes, suicides, kidney disease, stabbings, and IEDs:
Is this grotesque rubbernecking, or is this a legitimate service? I haven’t completely decided. Is this helpful to friends and families? Maybe, maybe not. Is it helpful to the development of the online community? It wouldn’t surprise me. And why not? The YouTube community is doing the same for Martin Harris.