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George C. Wolfe

New Orleans, Louisiana

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George Wolfe passed away in New Orleans, Louisiana. Funeral Home Services for George are being provided by Greenwood Funeral Home. The obituary was featured in The Times-Picayune on September 26, 2014.

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Mr. Wolfe took more of an interest in my early artwork than was probably warranted, going so far as to bestow an award one year, but that was his way. As an instructor, his greatest talent (even beyond his craftsman skills and story-telling prowess) was sharing his enthusiasm for all things artistic, and in so doing, fanning the creative flames of another generation. One never forgets a mentor of his caliber, nor his unceasing generosity.

Remembering George during his birth and passing month; both a sad and happy month. :) :(
Happy Birthday, we were lucky to have you.

Merry Christmas buddy :)

David, I just learned of your father's passing and wanted to extend my heartfelt sympathy. I remember when he and your mother would visit your grandmother across the street from my parents in New Orleans.

Praying for and remembering you on this very sad 1st anniversary. Its been a long sad year without you. Bye Buddy.

Happy Birthday Buddy!

I had the privilege of having George as my neighbor in Natchitoches for six years. I was a fish out of water, having moved to Louisiana from Orange County, CA. George showed me the true meaning of southern hospitality. He graciously helped out of many household predicaments. From helping me dispose of an enormous dead possum that was smack dab in the middle of my driveway to helping me out of comical I Love Lucy type self-inflicted incidents. I enjoyed living next to the fire breathing...

George Cropper Wolfe's other Guest Book site with other messages can be found at the following site: http://www.greenwoodfh.com/obituaries/George-Cropper-Wolfe5672389657/#!/TributeWall

George will always be Mr. Wolfe to me, no matter how old we got. He made the unbearable bearable and the most melancholy thing into a happy event. I would be nothing today without his unfailing encouragement and unwavering loyalty. I called him last summer out of the blue and he picked up with conversation where we had left off years before. After 35 years in the Army, I was broken and hurting and called him to say hi once more before I died. He laughed and said I was too mean to die and...