Alan S Wheelock

On behalf of the Administration, Faculty and Staff of Queens College, we would like to extend our heartfelt condolences to the entire family.

May he Rest in Peace,

My name is Stephan Barlow; my mother was Jeanne Fournier; my grandfather was Henry Fournier, the brother of Madeline Wheelock, who was Alan's mother. Alan's father, Sterling served in WWI--I was told the he was an officer on Gen. Pershing's staff. In any case, I am in possession of a keepsake pin--a highly ornamented sword with a gold or gold plated scabbard--that Sterling gave to my mother. As I am now entering the last phases of my life and have no heirs who would appreciate this bit...

I took two courses with Professor Wheelock at SUNY Albany back in the early 1970s- "The Contemporary American Novel" and "Science Fiction". Every single second spent in his classroom was a blessing and triggered a new insight or offered an invitation to think more deeply or differently about a topic or idea. 50 years later I still experience flashbacks to moments, stories and insights gained from him during those classes. He was simply an extraordinary teacher and a fascinating, captivating...

I just read of Professor Wheelock's passing in Skidmore's alumni magazine. He was my favorite professor and was a huge supporter of me at a time when I was extremely shy and overwhelmed by going to college. I spent hours in the little dorm study room tapping on a typewriter (yes) writing essays for his classes. He forever gave me a love of 1930s literature and film, and a fascination with growing up in New York City. His demeanor was anti-academic snobbery mixed with just a little sarcasm and...

Mr. Wheelock was an amazing man with so many dimensions. It sounds cliche, but the world is better for his presence on it.

So very sorry for your loss..

I loved Alan. He was my American Lit teacher (took 3 courses) and his grasp of literature, history, sociology, and the arts was unmatched by any other teacher at SUNY Albany. More importantly, he was a friend who cared about his students' lives as well. Not a day goes by without some gem of Alan's reverberating in my mind. Today was a reference to the novel, An American Tragedy. Driving by the Old Troy Road, I remembered Alan mentioning it in...

When Professor Wheelock taught me 30 years ago, I was a young and shy student from a rural area in China, without any confidence. He opened a window for me, not only for the knowledge you taught me but also for the love that I received from you.
He put some money in my pocket without telling me when he knew I came from a poor family.
He hugged me tightly when I finished my first public speech. He set up a shy young man’s confidence.
When he left China, he left me a camera...

Dear Jennifer, you might not remember our family but we remember them fondly from when we lived in Cambridge. You used to play with our children Beth and as you called him Dickie. I was sad to hear that you lost your mom and now your dad. They were both great people and we had lots of fun with them. I’m sure you were very proud of both of them. We are very sorry for your and Jarreds loss. Dick and Martha Skeel.