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David Moore
March 10, 2023
Dr. Weber was the father of my good friend in high school, Eric. I remember his kindness when I was visiting in his home. Then while I was traveling in Europe as a college student, Dr. and Mrs. Weber hosted me for several days in Munich where he was on sabbatical. Lastly, I had Dr. Weber as a wonderful professor for my ethics class when I was a student at Candler. I am grateful to God to have known and been blessed by Dr. Weber.
David Moore
Druid Hills High School 1976
Candler School of Theology 1985
Rick Whittington
March 8, 2023
A kind and generous man.
Bruce Perkins
March 6, 2023
Ted Weber: The early years
By Bruce Perkins
I am the eldest of Ted´s three nephews, and I believe I am the last person alive who knew the young Ted. I was born in 1940, when Ted was twelve years old, and from the age of five, I was raised in our pre-civil war home in Mandeville, Louisiana, on the north shore of Lake Pontchartrain by Ted´s parents, Bob and Margaret Weber.
The best that I can piece it together is that the family lived in Mandeville prior to World War II and during the early years of the war. Somewhere, there is a picture of Ted and his best friend, Howard Dockstader, in their scout uniforms in Mandeville. As perhaps a two-year old, I was presenting them with nipples for the war effort! Ted was an Eagle Scout and looked quite impressive in his uniform.
Mandeville, with its simple lifestyle, the lakefront with its ancient moss-covered live oaks, and the lake itself, was a great place for a young man. Ted could catch shrimp, crabs, and fish right from the seawall, and a family friend, who was a fisherman of French descent, owned several skiffs and also took care of a sailboat, the Navajo, for some people from New Orleans. Ted took full advantage of his environment, including the only Protestant church, which was just around the corner.
Sometime during the war, the family moved back across the lake to New Orleans where Ted´s parents worked in the war effort building PT boats PBY amphibious aircraft. My mother, Peggy Weber Perkins, worked for Grace Line Steamship Company and served as an air-raid warden whose job was to pull an outdoor switch on businesses during "blackouts", thus turning off all the lights. Ted attended Fortier High School, where, I was told, he completed his high school education two years early. He obtained a special work permit so that he could work for the Federal Land Bank for a year before attending LSU.
During the war, Grace Line (now W. R. Grace) moved its headquarters from New Orleans to New York City. My mother and I moved to New York with the company, and I did not return to Louisiana until 1946. My mother returned to New York and left me with my grandparents (Ted´s parents) in the old family home in Mandeville.
I was enrolled in the first grade in Mandeville High School, which included all grade levels, while Ted was attending LSU. Since neither the family nor Ted had an automobile, Ted would hitchhike between Mandeville and Baton Rouge, a distance of about ninety miles. He had a giant LSU sticker emblazoned on his old suitcase. That emblem informed drivers that he was an LSU student; people were happy to give rides to students in those days, and his system worked rather efficiently. Some years later, Ted even hitchhiked from Mandeville to Yale in Connecticut!
At LSU, Ted participated in campus politics and was a member of Phi-Delta-Theta fraternity, of which he was always proud. He also lived in the Pan-American house, which served students from Latin America. This was a special honor, as an American was paired with a Latin American roommate so both could learn the other´s language. Ted became fluent in Spanish, and he would occasionally bring his roommate Hugo home with him on weekends.
While I was in elementary school, Ted would often ride the circuit with the Methodist minister, Robert Carter, who preached on Sundays in several rural churches scattered around the parish. Rev. Carter would drop off Ted at some rural church on his way out and pick him up as he completed his preaching circuit. So, Ted had the opportunity to preach in a number of those churches. Sometimes hogs would gather under the sanctuary during services or dogs would walk in. A few years ago, Ted told me of an incident at Waldheim Methodist Church. Apparently, when Ted arrived at the church, he realized that he had forgotten his Bible. He was comforted when he remembered that a large Bible rested on the pulpit; he was discomforted when he opened it and found that it was in German!
As has been noted elsewhere, Ted moved on to Lake Charles, Louisiana, to found a new church. He also worked on a master´s degree at the local college. During that time, we would rarely see him, although he occasionally showed up driving his new car, a Henry J. From Lake Charles, he moved on to New Haven to earn his doctorate at Yale. From then on, we saw him less often, although my grandmother and I did get to attend his and Mudie´s wedding. From that point, others have picked up the story.
When I was a boy, Ted was like the big brother I never had. He was always an encouraging role model who demonstrated that one could accomplish much with few financial resources. He was always a good loving son to his parents, and he has been an exemplary husband and father, demonstrating what a Christian family should be. And although he was the renowned scholar, he demonstrated the true humility of a servant of Christ.
Jim Sanders
March 2, 2023
Dr. Weber was my advisor at Candler from the fall of 1979 - the spring of 1982. Looking back, I´m sure he must of wondered what God was going to do with me. I was a theological hot mess. God used him mightily in my life and today I am greatly saddened to read of his death. Through my 42 years of ministry as a pastor of the AL W. FL Conference, I have been nourished by the waters of faith he provided. Inhale Faith; Exhale Fear. Jim Sanders
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