I was a student of Dr. Musolf's from 1976-78 at UWMC. He was one of the VERY best educators I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. He was tough, his classes were extremely rigorous, and he expected his students to know everything he taught. Everything. It was that German mentality, I guess. Being German myself, I took to it. He taught me more in those four geography classes than anyone else ever could have.
Since then, spurred on by Dr. Musolf's enthusiasm for the field, I have become a Geography professor and now I am (proudly) the Gene Musolf of my Geography faculty. I still tell my students and colleagues that those classes he taught were far more thorough than anything taught today in geography departments (mine included!).
I offer my condolences to the family, and especially to Karen, who I got to know as a friend so many years ago. Your father, brother and grandfather was a really special guy. Kind of like a kaiser roll - tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
Gene was a great man, and even though it was 30 years or more since I last saw him, I still think of him often - just last week in fact. We can all aspire to a life as full as his must have been. My only regret is that I live so close to Chelsea now and I never knew he was there, or I surely would have been an occasional visitor.
Rest in Peach Dr. M. You had so much to do with making my life what it is today.
OK. One last story; I tell my students in every class I have ever taught, on Day 1, how I came to be a Geography professor. I tell the story of that underachieving high school graduate on his very first day of college, with Dr. M at the front of the room - my very first class. So, class gets over. I go home and tell my dorm roommate Steve that I had figured out what I wanted to be in life - a Geography professor. He said, "What?! Why?". I responded, "Hey, this geography professor I just had seemed really cool and so I checked it out, he only teaches two classes a semester. I can do that!"
Thank you thank you thank you Dr. Musolf.