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R. Kaufmann Obituary

R. J. Kaufmann R. J. Kaufmann died in Georgetown, Texas, on June 11. He was a force of nature and a man of many epithets: teacher, scholar, mentor, father, husband, provider, thinker, naval officer, gentleman, academic leader, defender, gardener, cook, artist, poet, critic, athlete, counselor, storyteller, humorist, and lover of music, books, young people, favorite cats, and all excellent things and creatures, great and small. Born August 2, 1924, in Grand Forks, North Dakota, he was the third of four children and the eldest son. He grew up in Oklahoma during the dust bowl and graduated from Will Rogers High School in Tulsa. He was a gifted athlete and a formidable competitor, especially at baseball, where he pitched and played shortstop, and basketball, where he was the playmaker or point guard. After high school he attended Grinnell, which later awarded him an honorary doctorate, and Princeton University, where he earned a Ph.D. in English and English Literature in 1954. He was a Fulbright Scholar at the University of London in 1950 and was awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship in 1964. During WWII he served as a naval officer in the Pacific theater and conducted surveillance missions in Europe. After losing a close friend in combat near Guam and seeing the destroyed cities of Tokyo and Hiroshima, he vowed to do something significant with his life. A favored young professor at Princeton and "excessively befathered," as he put it, he resisted settling down to the comforts of an Ivy League career. Handsome, tall, robust physically, his independent spirit bridled at the prospect of being kept and displayed as a brilliant specimen from the provinces. His broad interests took him to Wesleyan, then to Rochester, where he was chairman of both the English Department and the History Department, and finally to the University of Texas, where during his 20 year tenure he was a chaired professor, dean, and chairman of the Comparative Literature Department. Along the way he was recruited to serve as the president of Reed College in Oregon and the Folger Library in Washington but declined these and other prestigious opportunities in order to continue classroom teaching, the foremost of his many passions. When faced with a life choice, he preferred to take the direction that would keep the road open before him and foreclose the fewest possibilities. That pattern of choosing, combined with boundless energy and intellectual curiosity, manifested as a refusal to play the game, to go along to get along. His uncompromising nature brought him into conflict with academic politicians who survived and flourished by strategems and manipulation and scandalized those who, in his words, "never did anything for its own sake." He was impatient with cant and hypocrisy, pretension and posturing. In short, he was a man of integrity. He loved sports and watched football, baseball, and basketball games as he read books, listened to music, and viewed films-with concentration, discernment, and passion. He appreciated excellence wherever it could be found, in a Texas-OU game, a Celtics vs. Lakers series, a Humphrey Bogart movie, or the Julliard String Quartet. Students looking for courage and creativity were drawn to him. He mentored scores of young men and women who have themselves become teachers, scholars, and intellectual leaders both inside and outside the academy. He believed in teaching and studying only the best, and for him that meant Homer and Shakespeare, Frost and Yeats, Sophocles and Job, Ibsen and Nietzsche, George Eliot and Thomas Hardy, T. S. Eliot and Thomas Mann, Tolstoy and Shaw. One summer he taught himself Norwegian to see if Ibsen's language was as formal in the original as it appeared in translations. He grappled with the "divestiture" of Job to discover the nature of redemptive suffering. He defined his work in the humanities, which spanned literature, theater, history, philosophy, theology, and psychology, as the study of the "specifically absent," thus identifying himself and his colleagues as critics of the status quo. He was predeceased by his parents, Mary Allyn Kaufmann and Ralph Jennings Kaufmann; his sister Mary Milne Kaufmann Ford; and his first wife, Ruth Hackett Kaufmann. He is survived by his wife, Leslie Delaney Kaufmann; his brother, Roger Allyn Kaufmann; his sister Virginia Kaufmann Govier; his six children: James Kaufmann, Margaret Kaufmann, Mary Kaufmann Reitano, Sarah Kaufmann Thomas, Christopher Connor, and Courtney Connor Browndorf; thirteen grandchildren, three great-grandchildren, and hundreds of students and colleagues whom he mentored, befriended, and inspired. A memorial service in Georgetown is planned for the fall. If desired, donations in the memory of R. J. Kaufmann may be made to the Southern Poverty Law Center or the library of one's choosing.

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Published by Austin American-Statesman on Jun. 23, 2013.

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richard m edson

May 30, 2023

R.J. Kaufmann was an exceptional professor who sent me to the Philosophy Dept. upon expressing my interest in "Form". Always supportive of his students even after they went on to other universities. A significant and interesting mind, and experience not unlike a Greek symposium. that

July 15, 2013

Thank you for being an intellectual light in my life that burns to this day. Your memory and legacy will never perish.

Rhonda Lands

July 4, 2013

Dr. Kaufmann was the finest teacher I had at the University of Texas. How fortunate for me that Dr. Kineavy suggested I take his course on selected plays of Shakespeare in 1970. I asked him to critique a poem I wrote, and he was sensitive and encouraging in the best possible way - a teacher of the highest order. Years later, I saw him entering a crowded local restaurant with a small group. He saw me, recognized me after all that time, and nodded his acknowledgement before resuming attention to his party. I felt seen and validated by this wonderful being. I am sorry for your loss.

Paul Diehl

June 29, 2013

I owe my professional life and my intellectual reach to R.J. Kaufmann. He was a force of nature, one that pressed me to reach farther, a force that lit and fanned the intellectual fire that burns in me still. For three years I spent most Fridays 11:00 to 1:00 (with two other grad students) in R.J. and Leslie's sun porch. (After our first meeting in EPB, Kaufmann (as we called him then) observed that such fine gatherings were better held in less dismal places.) Hence the beginning of "The Friday Club." We started with the Ibsen canon and never looked back. It was education at its finest. Those memories wash through me now, a spring tide of gratitude and celebration and loss. Kaufmann was my pole star. After a last-class Christmas party at his home, I started to leave and felt his hand on my shoulder gently holding me down. When the rest were gone, we spoke of Herbert J. C. Grierson, whose work I had detailed for the group that evening. Finally R. J. walked me to the front door, just stood there, and said, "Isn't there something you've been wanting to ask me?" And without a thought in my head, I blurted, Would you consider being on my comprehensive exams committee? Huge grin then and "Thought you'd never ask!"

And Kaufmann recommended me for my first collegiate teaching spot at Grinnell College, in an English department headed by Ed Foster, a Kaufmann student from an earlier generation.

At Grinnell I discovered Kaufmann made the first basket in the then new field house and was known as "Crazy Legs Kaufmann" coming out of Oklahoma. Pretty sure he wasn't pleased I'd heard the latter. His teachers and fellow students at Grinnell filled me in on the much younger Kaufmann, to the point the College unanimously endorsed his honorary doctorate spring of 1975. Easiest committee work I've ever done. And the only time I saw Kaufmann restless. To help work it off, we wandered around campus exchanging stories of his experiences there and mine. Pure gold those three days; times alone with such a man discussing everything under the sun, everything under the moon.

I was so very, very lucky.

Every time I discover disparate things magically joined, I think of him. And every Sunday afternoon football game. And every Ibsen performance. And cave paintings from 45000 years go. And the deep connections among primes. And someone joyfully tickling the ivories, as his mother used to say. And that no raindrop is drop-shaped. And that dark matter has to be invisible, not dark. In us all, Jim left courage, spirit, joy, curiosity, and some of his genius.

One last thing. I can't stress enough the physical, personal, imaginative, intellectual powers of Kaufmann, and the impact of them all working together. One New York afternoon in MoMA's sculpture garden, we seem to have crossed paths again. It's bright autumn, gold leaves everywhere. And there he is, a dark figure leaning impossibly between matter and pure form, both a part of the world and beyond it; a bronze blur between representation and abstraction; here and then; now and there: Rodin's Le Monument à Balzac, a rejection of cant and cliché, convention and the expected, a monument for Balzac, yes, and also a monument to art. And before the world starts turning again, Rilke's words come back to me, this time about Jim: "And backward against the thick locks leaned the face of a visionary in the intoxication of his dream, a face flashing with creative force: the face of an element."

Brooks Landon

June 23, 2013

Dr. Kaufmann was one of the two great mentors I had as a PhD student at the UNiversity of Texas. Grad student rumor had it you could tell how deep he was in thought by the way he wore or had dangling from a chain his glasses as he walked down the hall. Ridiculous rumor, but the truth in it was that Dr. Kaufmann was frequently engaged in very deep thought and there's no telling how many of his students were forever energized and transformed by his thinking. Another grad student joke was that his classes grew ever more sweeping and intellectually ambitious; we figured it was just a matter of time before he offered a class titled "Knowledge" or "Wisdom" or "Profundity." And of course, he did offer classes like those, although under different titles! One of the most proud moments in my graduate career came when Dr. Kaufmann asked me to teach his Plan II class on a day when he was feeling ill. Now that was an honor.

June 23, 2013

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