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REVISED 8/25/86
Peter Fleck:
Investments in the Heart
It has been a long and peculiar trip for
Peter Fleck, and those who know him
in one guise are slack-jawed when they
learn about the rest.
A banker and a preacher, you say? The
mind whirls. Jesus invites the
moneychangers back into the temple, and
apologizes for the error. The banks of
the Jordan. Prophet and loss. Fiscal
mystic.
The contradiction is the key, the Rev. Dr.
G. Peter Fleck, minister associate for the
First Unitarian-Universalist Parish in
Brewster, Mass., retired president/founder
of the Amsterdam Overseas Corp., and
author of The Mask of Religion, a stunning
collection of sermon-essays on faith and
reason, would say. Contradictions are
what it is all about. They are our
greatest source of grace.
Fleck knows what it is like to go from
something to nothing and to keep going
from there. A native of Holland, of
Jewish ancestry, he and his wife Ruth
fled from the Nazis in 1941, leaving
everything behind. For all he knew, he
would wind up selling frankfurters
somewhere in the Wild West.
Had he done so, he might today be retired
hotdog magnate instead of banker. As it
happened, his few contacts in New York
restablished him in the business he knew,
investment banking. He worked through the
war years guarding the American
interests of the French Rothschild family.
After the war, their support, plus that of
the British Rothschilds, helped him
establish the international investment
bank, Amsterdam Overseas Corp.(since
renamed Rothschild, Inc.), a firm
combining corporate finance, capital
management, and investment advice. Fleck
remains honorary director of the bank (and
director of many other institutions) to
this day.
A worldly man. But comes the
contradiction: Peter Fleck all his life
had a fascination for what his rationalist
parents denied -- the end of reason, and
the onset of faith. In Holland he had
felt at home with the Remonstrant
Fellowship, the same group which harbored
the Puritans in the 17th Century (who
would make their own way west in time, and
disembark a few dozen kilometers from
Brewster). The Remonstrants were children
of Puritanism and the Enlightenment.
Their closest analog in America, of
course, was Unitarianism.
Fleck joined the First Unitarian Society
in Plainfield, N.J., and soon, owing to
his active involvement there, and his
understanding of how the world worked, was
elected to the AUA board, and later on the
UUA board as well. It was his good
fortune to serve under Dr. Dana McLean
Greeley -- they would become friends for
life, and Greeley would officiate at his
ordination, many, many years later, when
they both had grown old.
Fleck's lay ministry began in 1953 in
Plainfield, the result of a Lupercalian
tradition in some churches, the "Layman's
Sunday," where for one day the laity are
given the opportunity to take over
ministerial functions. Fleck nearly had
to be pried from the pulpit -- at
precisely the right moment, when the
fellowship movement was attaining its
grand momentum, and the need for cogent
lay preaching was greatest, Peter Fleck
stumbled upon a second career.
He was a blur to many, preaching here,
preaching there, like the circuit riders
of another day. And his words were
attended with something like open-mouthed
awe. I am not a theologian, he said a
thousand times -- I have no system. But I
am open -- to discovery, to observation,
to surprise.
The best sermons, some compiled in essay
form in The Mask of Religion (Prometheus,
1981), or in his recently completed
manuscript, The Blessing of Imperfection,
seem less concerned with consistency with
the rest of his work than with its own
discoveries. Each is like a stone picked
up and examined, a random object held up
to scrutiny, in search of another, inner
light.
I believe that something has happened,
that we living in unique times, he says.
The old beliefs, in view of what we have
seen, are no longer tenable. We can only
speak of the Ultimate from behind the mask
of symbol, myth, and metaphor.
Bankers make bad mystics. Refugees make
poor fools. But Peter Fleck has gazed
upon the face of suffering and not
flinched. He has seen horror, and
glimpsed hope.
It was never supposed to be easy to be
human, he says. We have to believe, as
scientists do, that the worthy problems
are the ones that lead us to other,
greater problems.
He is a living treasure of our church,
because he tells the truth, in all its
contradictions.
And that, as they say on Wall Street, is
the bottom line.
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