Theodore Harakas

Dr. Harakas was a great professor and friend. I will think of him with fondness all of my days

Ted & his wife were two favorites of mine when they´d come into to my store. Even when Marybeth was ill, they both came in with a smile and brightened all our day.

Prof. Harakas was my advisor and mentor at Baldwin Wallace College from 1968 to 1972. His guidance was invaluable and his classes were as well.

My "Uncle Ted" was a huge part of my life and my parents lives. My father and mother met Ted when they were first married and my father and he were young professors at Baldwin-Wallace. Uncle Ted was in my life from the moment I was born. I remember when he met Marybeth, his "Beth" , and I will always remember their deep love for each other. I remember when each of his beautiful children were born. And how utterly thrilled to be your father. I remember so many Life moments with all of you,...

Ted was so long a part of my life that I cannot imagine years without him. He was a dear and generous man and a complicated one. His love of poetry was enormous. He was incapable of not teaching, and I learned a great deal from him. In this regard though I will miss him, I will never be without him. Bless you, dear Ted. Louise

I wanted to share this obituary to honor the memory of Mark Arlia and the high respect he had for Professor Harakas during their time at Baldwin Wallace. Around 1988 or 1989, Ted and his wife purchased a home on the Lakewood and Rocky River border and hired me, my younger brother Peter, and Mark as part of the demolition crew. As struggling college students, we greatly appreciated the opportunity to earn $8.00 per hour in cash. It made a significant difference for us. During that time, my...

My heart is heavy...a man with a mind so bright. Vivian and Michael we are sending our love.

Had wonderful classroom discussions in 2001 or so as a grad student in summer night class with Ted. The short stories of Ray Carver, which he loved well, led to in-depth discussions. He loved Carver's story, "Errand, " the final story Carver wrote in 1988. Twenty+ years ago and I vividly remember him deftly leading the class through a memorable discussion. Thank you, Ted.

He will be missed! I was not an English major at B-W but I and a dear friend who was spent time chatting in Mr. Harakas´ office, about life, poetry, etc. He was always warm and welcoming. He started me thinking about a career as a librarian, which worked out wonderfully for me.