Manfred Wolf

Manfred was a friend of my mother in The Netherlands in te sixties, when I was little, and later on. He visited us several times and I rememered him well. He gave us an LP of Bob Dylan which I still have, as well as the book 'Popnamen'. I visited him in 2013, with my partner, and I am very glad that I got to see him and talk.with him. We corresponded via email, until it became impossible for him. From me and my family our heartfelt condolences, he will remain in my thoughts with warmth.

My cousin Manfred came many times to Holland to participate in family events ( weddings/barmitzva´s) wecalsobvisited him several times in S.F.. We will miss him a lot. May his memory beca blessing for all the family. Rob Kornmehl/Amsterdam NL

So sorry to hear. Manfred was my mother's 1st cousin. Just 2 brothers survived the war, moritz or max and Henech. Manfred is the son of Moritz while I'm the grandson of Henech. Both of them, descendants of an illustrious rabinic family in Galitzia. Rabbi Nathan Aron Wolf, their great great grandfather, was the first rabbi of the town of Auschwitz, (Oswiecim). Moritz and Henech had a brother called Nathan aron, named after this grand rabbi. Sadly this brother didn't survive the war. On...

Professor Wolf was my favorite English prof at SF State in 1966-67. I looked forward to each of his classes and was never disappointed. He was a thoroughly charming, intelligent, and effective teacher. I wish I´d known more about his background at the time.

Manfred had a favorite cafe and wrote about cafe culture, so in 2013 I took a picture of his column in the foreground and the cafe in the background

I had the pleasure to know Manfred because of his interest and involvement with NAUL (Netherlands America University League). He had great insight, opinions and recommendations about what programs we should bring in the area of literature, history, culture. He helped revive my interest in my own culture, which I had inadvertently suppressed for many years. In this subtle way he improved my quality of life. I am grateful to have known him and I will miss him.

Manfred was a cherished longtime friend, fellow Dutchman, and colleague. Gerda and I shall miss his presence, friendship, unique sense of humor, and our discussions of everything! He supported and enriched our Dutch Studies Program as well as NAUL. RIP, dear friend, my friend.

Manfred, my aunt Helen and I took this photo after a lovely dinner at their preferred diner in Manfred´s neighborhood. Our lively conversation on that occasion remains a treasured memory.

As a new Fromm student long ago, I quickly learned to schedule my classes around the days and times Prof. Wolf was teaching - as most of my friends did. He was a revered teacher, revered for his intelligence, his wry sense of humor, his guidance through the texts of Mann and Updike, Shakespeare and Dutch authors. I also enjoyed our email correspondence about domestic developments and foreign affairs that lasted for several years, until his health began to fail. I marveled at his optimism...