Ted was diagnosed with a right parietal oligodendroglioma brain tumor in August of 1988 after the first focal seizure on Jan. 10, 1988. For the first five years, it was observed and the first round of chemotherapy was completed. His first resection surgery was exactly 5 years later, on January 11, 1993, performed by Gene Barnett, MD, director of neurosurgery at the Cleveland Clinic. He was seizure and growth free for 10 years thereafter until late 2004 when he had a recurrence. He began a new chemo treatment in Feb. of 2005, a brief Accutane protocol in Apr. of 2005, and then radiation therapy later in Aug. of 2005. He was introduced to the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation’s support group after attending the NBTS SD Walk in 2007 at Mission Bay Park. He was involved with the foundation thereafter, serving as an educational resource and inspiration for others who have received the diagnosis of a brain tumor. Two more resections occurred in 2010 and 2011, along with repeat radiation, chemo, and clinical trials.
The San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation has helped Ted and his wife, Debbie, share their experiences and advocate for others by giving hope for survival at the BT patient support group meetings and within the San Diego BT community. Ted helped our foundation by offering assistance in collaborating with other local businesses and organizations and reaching out to the San Diego County community to increase awareness. Our foundation has been there for Ted and Deb with financial assistance for medical expenses and co-pays, plus partial mortgage payments when they were needed.
Ted loved nature, hiking, and some wonderful vacations such as driving across the US/Canadian border after high school, and in the last 15-25 years, visiting Bryce and Zion National Parks, Sedona, and celebrating special wedding anniversaries in Hawaii and Yosemite.
Ted’s Advice for Others: Everyone is to cherish each moment you have with close friends and family, stay positive, and advocate for yourself and others in medical crisis mode. Advice to supporters: Give to Give…not for the write-off. Ted would sign his e-mail updates to friends/family with: “it’s not what they take from you that counts– it’s what you did with what you have left.”
Ted lost his battle on November 18, 2013. He fought a courageous fight for nearly 26 years and will be remembered by all of us at the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation.
On May 11, 2013, David Scott Broyles, 51, ran his final marathon in this life on Earth. Physically, the tumor won, but it never touched Dave’s spirit. Dave was diagnosed in June of 2011 with a Grade 3 oligoastrocytoma in his left temporal lobe. Aside from the days that he spent in the hospital, Dave never missed a day of running during his treatment and remained positive about his life.
After graduating from high school in 1980, Dave served 7 1/2 years in the Marine Corps where his last years were spent as a Drill Instructor, molding young men into Marines. After the service, Dave graduated from the University of Southern Indiana with a degree in education and then moved to San Diego where he started his own construction company, specializing in residential remodeling.
Please remember Dave for his uncanny sense of humor and sarcastic wit, his passion for adventure, his incredible strength and drive, his unique bonding with animals, his warm and infectious nature, his true companionship and loyal friendship, his meticulous work-ethic and his overall love of life. We also cannot forget his thirst for Belgian beer. For 25 years, he and his best friend and eventual wife, Angela Elpers, loved, laughed and lived an amazing life together. They developed deep friendships in their communities and spent much of their time between their homes in San Diego and Mexico. Dave lived more during his time here on Earth than most people would live in many lifetimes. He rescued and formed strong bonds with his dogs, Tomas and Tito, who were his daily running companions. Dave completed the Boston and other marathons, and also enjoyed hiking, biking, fishing, scuba diving and traveling to numerous countries abroad.
Semper fi Dave!
Jeaneen was diagnosed with a brain tumor in September 2013 at the age of 41. She went to the emergency room after experiencing a few days of balance issues and difficulty completing usual tasks at work and home. Surgery was performed 2 days later to remove the tumor. She had stroke-like symptoms on her left side after surgery, requiring 3 weeks of in-patient rehabilitation to relearn to walk and use her left side.
Jeaneen completed a month of radiation and 6 months of chemotherapy. She had adapted to dealing with short-term memory problems, requiring her to take lots of notes to remember things. She had made big improvements with the help of physical therapy and inspiration of her husband, Chris as well as her daughter, Katelyn and her son, Carter. She was pleased to no longer use a walker or cane, as her balance had greatly improved. She looked forward to volunteering again at her church and son’s school, and someday return to her book-keeping job.
In March 2015, the tumor had grown more and treatment wasn’t working. Jeaneen and her family had decided at that time to not do any more treatment and go on hospice.
Jeaneen and Chris attended the Point Loma support group. “We were so grateful for the emotional and financial support the foundation provided”. Jeaneen was always such a happy and positive person, always a delight to have part of our group.
Jeaneen lost her battle April 2015 and will be remembered by her friends at the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation, she will be missed.
March 20, 2004 – July 27, 2012
Late October of 2010 we began to notice certain symptoms which we didn’t find normal for Alanis. They included consistent headaches, facial weakness on her left side, eye abnormalities, and clumsiness. After a couple of physical checkups and eye examination the Opthamologist suggested a MRI of her brain. On November 23, 2010 Alanis had her first MRI which led to the discovery of the Brain Tumor with Hydrocephalus. Upon discovery, a brain surgery (Endoscopic Third Ventriculostomy) was performed to release the fluid which was causing pressure around the brain. Several weeks later, we decided to pursue St. Jude in Memphis for treatment in hope to find a cure for our sweet angel.
Unfortunately Alanis’ passed away this July. SDBTF has helped Alanis’ family with rent payments as she goes through treatment. Alanis is remembered as a sweet, happy little girl. SDBTF is grateful to her family for allowing us to spend time with her and use her story.
June 21, 1966 – August 24, 2013
Gary was a loving son, brother, husband, father, and friend. He was, not only my husband, but he was my best friend. I will love him forever. We had a love that lasted almost 25 years. I guess you could say we grew up together. It was a beautiful time in my life and I will cherish those memories forever.
Words cannot describe how wonderful Gary was. He was beautiful (inside and out), strong, caring, and had the best sense of humor. He always saw the positive in any situation.
He loved the Navy and was a dedicated to his shipmates and brothers in the SEAL teams. He served honorably for close to 30 years. He loved being a SEAL, but it didn’t define him. He never bragged about his career. What he did brag about was his family. He loved our girls, Bridget & Heidi, more than himself. He loved all of his family and his many friends. He was a friend to the end! He would help any person in need without a second thought. He would never forget to say “thank you” to the many doctors, nurses, and medical staff that cared for him. He was loved by all.
During his Navy career he traveled all over the world, but we never felt disconnected. He would reach out to us as much as he could. A quick phone call, short email, or post card was all it took to keep our hearts together. When he was home, Gary always made the most of our time together. He would say, “It’s not the quantity of the time, but the quality”. It is such a true statement!
The San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation was a light in the storm. Gary often referred to our support group as “HIS PEOPLE”! We would be on a road trip and he would be anxious to get back home so he could share a story, make another person laugh, or just offer a hug and a smile.
Gary will remain in my heart and I hope when you think of him, it brings a smile to your face. Remember, LIFE IS GOOD!!
Beloved husband, father, son, brother and friend
Paul Haaland died peacefully at home on October 15th, 2020 at the age of 48 after a valiant, fifteen- month battle with Glioblastoma brain cancer.
Paul was born on January 30th, 1972 in Portland, Oregon to David and Joanne Haaland, and lived the majority of his years in San Diego, CA with his parents and sisters. Paul was the quintessential San Diego kid. He could swim the length of the family pool at two and surf across it not long after – both early indicators of the athletic ability he was blessed with.
He took up golf at age five and played competitively from his early years through high school and college, enjoyed skiing (but never did like carving his turns) and mastered Kung Fu later in his adult life. He was blessed with a brilliant mind and excelled academically. His brilliance was complemented with a dry, clever sense of humor that always kept people entertained when with him. He graduated from Christian High School in El Cajon, CA and went on to study engineering at Colorado State University. At CSU he received both an academic and a golf scholarship where he played on the university team. He graduated in 1994 with a degree in Civil Engineering.
Paul married the love of his life, Virginia (Green) Haaland on May 24th, 2008 in San Diego, CA. Soon after they welcomed two wonderful daughters, Nora and Charlotte. Paul’s greatest achievement and joy was the beautiful family he and Virginia created together. His love and spirit will surround and guide them every day forward. It was a marriage where each felt deeply supported, understood and unconditionally loved. They were by each other’s side in all adventures great and small. He was a devoted husband and a patient and loving father. Some of the greatest memories his three girls will have are the family trips to Disneyland, Palm Desert, Bend, Sedona and the daily life they made together in their home in San Marcos, CA. Paul shined as a husband and father. He is their angel now looking upon them each day.
In addition to his role as a family man, Paul was a pioneer in civil engineering and became the southern California expert in preparing infrastructure for large solar fields in Imperial County and the San Joaquin Valley. He was also a mentor to other civil engineers at his firm. In his 18 years of service at Fuscoe Paul advanced to become a Senior Project Manager, Principal, and leader of the firm. His wry sense of humor and self-deprecating style followed by his trademark laugh, frequently put everyone in stitches gasping for breath. His pioneered a new Market Sector for Fuscoe in the rapidly emerging renewable energy field and related support work for electrical substations, transmission lines, and battery storage facilities. Creating a strong engineering practice that is still growing and thriving. He left a great legacy both professionally and personally with his family and friends.
He is survived by his wife Virginia; daughters Nora and Charlotte; parents David and Joanne; sister Lenore (Smith) and Brad, Lexia and Brody Smith; and sister Heidi (Beacham) and August, Max and Nate Beacham.
The profound impact Paul had on his family, friends and colleagues will be celebrated in a closed funeral and celebration of life due to COVID19 restrictions. Donations in honor of Paul may be made to the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation in hopes that someday Glioblastoma is a curable disease.
Paul’s passing has left a hole in the hearts of his family, friends and colleagues. We know he’s enjoying heaven and will keep a light on for us.
Paul will be lovingly remembered for his depth of character, humor, intellect and loving, independent spirit and kind nature.
I was very happy to be asked to write a short biographical account of my struggle with cancer for such a wonderful and altruistic group, The San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation. They have helped me more than anyone has so far. If not for them, I do not know where I would be today. By attending the groups I was able to make a couple of friends who also suffered from my illness but were armed with the proper facts that you do not always get from your doctors. This information would later help me to make necessary changes in my lifestyle to win over cancer.
Before Cancer I was a college professor of English and literature; I was also a social worker for the poor and those afflicted with drug addiction. I fought against the system for marginalized people advocating for their well-being. I have had many odd jobs while attending college while training in both my undergraduate and graduate degrees. I was a novelist and fiction writer, a poet, and a musician. The latter were my other passions outside of the passion I had for my work. I spent many years away from my home in San Diego, studying and meeting the rest of the population and cultures within America. Upon returning home to San Diego my health began to fail and ultimately realized, after months of ignorance, that I have cancer. I felt the gates of hell close in on me with a loud clang. Cancer was a carpet of black beetles crawling over me and inside of me—a creeping and crawling doom. It became my existence…and I began to know true terror like I’d never known.
In August, 2013 I was diagnosed with a 3” brain tumor after several blackouts and seizures, one such blackout sent me through a 2 story window. That was when I began being treated at UCSD La Jolla. I was so sick they had to do an immediate resection of the tumor. They did not remove all of it at first because they did not know if it was cancerous; they did not want to take the chance of going deeper into my brain if they did not have to so they only removed 80% of the tumor in case it was benign. After the surgery I had a surgical infection which turned out to be meningitis. I was hospitalized again for several weeks. During the hospitalization the pathologists diagnosed my tumor as a stage 3, grade 3, 3” Glionueral tumor. This meant I would have to get the last 20% removed or begin radiation and chemo. They gave me the option but felt they should encourage me to do the surgery. After the first one along with the infection I was traumatized but I went along with the doctor’s opinion regardless. They were successful in removing the last of the tumor and giving me another case of meningitis which was exponentially worse than the first time. I was in the hospital for a month. When I was let out I was on an IV bag for three different powerful antibiotics for another 6 weeks. These destroyed my body. It took me a long time to recuperate.
A month after that I was able to start chemotherapy and radiation. So far we were not expecting positive results. I was out of work and had to sell everything I owned, forced to get welfare and state disability in order to survive, however this was still not enough to live financially independent. My mother quit her job and began advocating for me on every level. All of my money went to supporting us while I fought the illness. $800 a month was not enough and still is not enough to support us. I was given a short life expectancy and wanted to give it all up, the treatment, fighting it at all. I do not know what made me move forward other than my mother and pure desperation. Nothing had been going my way, and the infections made me mistrust my doctors. I then did six weeks of chemotherapy and radiation; I changed my diet to include no sugar and gluten-free, along with mild exercise—However, I was too sick to exercise more than a little every day. I also began writing daily about my feelings because I needed to get them out and I turned back to my faith for spiritual help. All the while I was seeing a therapist and psychiatrist.
The chemo and radiation ended up putting me into remission. However, they still have me on the 6 month regiment of chemotherapy. Although it is only 5 days a month it still affects my entire month and even more so now that I just completed my 4th month. My state disability has run out and now I will have a month without money until I get SSA in October. The San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation has been able to help me tremendously through donations. In the coming two months I will have chemotherapy and continue to be without work due to health insurance because if I work, I will lose my health insurance. I likely would not be able to work either way due to chemo side effects. I am still caught inside the prison cell that cancer is. I am still sick. It is still constantly on my mind. I try to turn to the things aforementioned and other avenues of creativity that provide me with relief: Creative Writing and music (when I can think clearly enough), relationships with family and friends, and practice gratitude through meditation. I have a lot to live for and even more to offer. I just need to break through these last two months. I believe that God has a plan for me and will not let me down.
I would like to give extra special thanks to Connie Reeves, Sara Sharif, and the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation for helping me thus far. Again, if it was not for you, my mother and I would have been lost.
In gratitude and all sincerity–
I have had many labels in my life but now I have one I never dreamed about, Brain tumor patient. You have no control over this label and it gets assigned without your input. The descriptors for this label are many and scary, including GBM, cancer, etc.
As I count the months and hopefully years since this new label, I am keeping a positive attitude. My journey started June 2015 with a complete resection of my tumor by the excellent surgical team at Scripps Green Hospital. After surgery, I started 34 days of radiation treatments with chemotherapy with the Scripps radiology department. Since the end of radiation treatments, I have been on a cycle of chemotherapy and trail drugs under the care of the UCSD Moore’s Cancer center.
Without the support of my family, friends and other brain tumor patients, this journey would be a lonely trip. I thank them every day for their support and look forward to celebrating life and cancer milestones as I journey forward.
Father, husband, son, brother, engineer, Naval Officer, triathlete, brain tumor patient…
Marc passed away peacefully at home, surrounded by his loving family on September 21, 2019. His positive attitude, courage to defy odds, with his gentle nature and devotion to those he loved and respected will be his legacy. He inspired many who were fortunate to travel along his path beside him.
Warren died peacefully, surrounded by his family, on June 25th at Sharp Hospice in La Mesa after a long struggle with brain cancer.
Warren was born in a U.S. military hospital in Wiesbaden, Germany and was raised on United States military bases around the world. Warren was a master of all trades, there was nothing that he couldn’t repair or create. He was an avid sports fan who remained steadfastly loyal to the Duke Blue Devils, the USC Trojans, and his beloved San Diego Chargers.
Warren loved children and being a family man. His children were his proudest accomplishment. He was a loving and committed husband and father.
Warren is survived by his wife Thea and two children, Kai and Savannah, his mother Inge Miller, Stepfather Bob Miller, sisters Jennifer Heil and Janet Jackson, Janet’s husband Mark, niece Chloe, nephew Miles, and his mother-in-law Shellie Wells. His father, Warren Jackson Sr. passed away last year.
Paul was first diagnosed with GBM in December 2012. He was medically retired shortly after he was diagnosed. I was fortunate enough to be granted 17 months of time off from work to spend time with him. Paul made sure that every moment counts. We took a week long road trip to see the Grand Canyon and many beautiful places along the way. In April 2014, after his 3rd surgery we took a pilgrimage trip to Lourdes France. Our trip to France was his one last wish.
Paul was a Navy veteran of 20 years. He was very proud of his Navy service. He worked as an Independent Duty Corpsman most of his navy career. Afterwards, he went to work at the Department of Veterans Affairs from 2008-2013.
Paul had a great sense of humor. He was a runner and a world traveler. He enjoyed all forms of entertainment, keeping up on current affairs, and he LOVED to eat. He really valued spending time with his many friends. He made lasting friendships throughout his life. He was a wonderful son, awesome brother, loving husband, devoted father and friend. He will never be forgotten.
Above all, Paul was a devoted husband and father. Our son Mitchell and our daughter Vivian is everything to him. Paul would have gave everything just to spend a little more time with his family, to see Mitchell play soccer and listen to Vivian sing.
The love and devotion he had for me, our son Mitchell and daughter Vivian will live on in our memories and our hearts forever. I will love him forever.
In October 2009, just 3 months after having their second child Sloan, Marni was diagnosed with a Anaplastic Astrocytoma brain tumor. After 1 surgery, 1 biopsy, gamma knife radiation, chemotherapy and multiple radiation treatments and over 5 clinical trials, she was still fighting the battle for herself, her children, her husband, family and friends.
From the moment they found out about the brain tumor the support and education process began. Her best friend introduced the family to the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation and their spirits were lifted. As Marni continued to fight the battle with Brain cancer, the support from the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation support group had changed her outlook from a confused, scared “how did this happen to me” to a proactive, “I can beat this disease with the support of the people that surrounded her.”
From the golf tournaments, to the walk to the one on one attention she and her family received from the support group that shared her optimism of life, Marni kept fighting until she lost her battle on May 12, 2015. Marni’s daughter Sloan and son Finn love their Mom so very much. Paul is a proud Dad and being a great father as he helps the kids remember many memories of their Mom Marni, who will forever be in our hearts.
Allen lost his brave and honorable battle to Glioblastoma Multiforme on March 6, 2014 after almost three years of his determined pursuit for a cure. Allen was an amazing individual with a beautiful spirit who touched the lives of many. As an avid mountain biker, hiker and camper Allen’s love of nature transcended into all aspects of his life. The world lost a truly humble, loving, and fun, husband, father, son, brother and friend. It’s definitely a better place thanks to Allen.
He is survived by his wife, Andrea and two boys, Ethan and Brandon in San Diego, as well as his mother, Kathy, and the rest of his family in Canada.
On December 16th 2012 Cliff was setting up for a good day of Sunday football. When asked about his day he couldn’t form words to complete a sentence.
After three days in the hospital with no conclusive results he came home. Although he had a seizure in the hospital when he was released, he was talking perfectly. We celebrated Christmas with gratitude thinking he was fine. On January 2nd, the GP told us he had a small tumor in his brain. Clifford’s reply was “Well, I didn’t think I was going to live forever!”
In truth he had Multiple Glioblastomas and there were too many to operate. The Doctor gave him three months if he did nothing and a year with treatment. He decided that if he was going to die he would do it with a good appetite. So he took the radiation but no chemo.
He lived five months. On Wednesday afternoon May 1st, the day he passed, he ate a piece of Costco cherry cheesecake and he sat outside in the warm sun in his own back yard.
Clifford was a good man. He was a Marine.
The San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation Support meetings offered us hope and comfort during a very tumultuous time.
After a courageous battle with brain cancer, David William Phelps, 55, of Coronado, CA passed away peacefully at his home on Friday, April 19, 2013. Known affectionately as “Big Wave Dave” to his friends and family, Dave was born on March 17, 1958 in San Marino, CA to the late Robert and Shirley Phelps of Palm Springs.
Dave studied economics and journalism at the University of California San Diego and soon after began his career in finance as owner and president of Phelps, Dennison & Associates. He fulfilled a childhood dream by becoming a stockbroker, first with Paine Webber and then with Prudential Securities, where he advanced from the job of broker to the manager of East Coast Training in New York. Desiring to return with his family to San Diego, Dave worked with several investment firms, finally settling down as a Senior Vice President at Wedbush Securities.
Dave’s lifelong dedication to his community was evident in his numerous volunteer works. He used his effusive personality to serve his community in so many ways. Early on he volunteered with the Pasadena Police Department Explorer Program and followed that by leading the South Pasadena San Marino Y.M.C.A. fundraising efforts. He served as a supporter, board member and leader of several organizations, including the San Diego City Planning Board, the San Diego Lions Club, and the Kiwanis Club of Rancho Bernardo. As one of the youngest presidents of the Kiwanis Club of University City, he championed the establishment of their very successful Christmas tree sale fundraiser. At various times, Dave was also president of The San Diego Stock & Bond Club and the San Diego Epilepsy Foundation, for which he was recently honored with the “Founding a New Era and Legacy of Hope Award.”
He had a remarkable ability to engage others and enable his community to accomplish “things greater than they ever thought possible,” said a family member.
Dave was also a member of the San Diego University Club, the Coronado Cays Yacht Club, and his love of golf was evidenced by his long-time membership in the Coronado Golf Course Men’s Club. Dave also volunteered as the Director of Shuttle Services for the San Diego Open annual golf tournament at Torrey Pines.
Additionally, in support of his children and community Dave officiated for the San Diego County Baseball Umpires Association and for the San Diego County Football Officials Association. He took great pride and pleasure in his work as an official. For many years Dave volunteered as head umpire for Coronado Little League.
Surviving are his loving wife Marion, daughter Kelly and son Robert Phelps of Coronado, CA; brother Tom Phelps and wife Phyllis of La Verne, CA; brother Steve Phelps and wife Christy of Scottsdale, AZ; and numerous nieces and nephews, all of whom he loved dearly.
The family would like to express their sincere gratitude to Dave’s caregiver, Margie Hamel, and members of the San Diego Hospice. Their dedication and effort to provide compassionate care were a heartwarming blessing. We thank God for the gift of his life and the precious time we spent with
Tim was diagnosed with a GBM tumor in Oct. 2008. His only symptom was a sudden difficulty with speaking. After emergency surgery and treatments, he recovered enough to return to the classroom for a couple months. In 2009, we had a family trip, high school graduation, fishing trip with “the guys,” and Christmas traditions. We will always smile remembering his corny jokes, signature mannerisms and homage to Neil Diamond, and smiling blue eyes. On April 19, 2010, he passed from this life, so our family and his many past students have a saint in heaven. Here, he is happy to be celebrating Mary Kate’s graduation from Academy of Our Lady of Peace, where Tim taught public speaking for 19 years.
Arthur M. Wolfe, an American astrophysicist who for a decade directed the Center for Astrophysics and Space Sciences at the University of California, San Diego and achieved widespread recognition for his discoveries about star formation and the early universe, died on February 17 following a battle with cancer in La Jolla, Calif. He was 74.
“Art Wolfe was a big thinker,” said Mark Thiemens, dean of the Division of Physical Sciences. “He wrestled with understanding how galaxies were formed and evolved. And he peered back in time 10 to 15 billion years to develop new ideas about the early universe. He was a leading force at the Center for Astrophysics and Space Sciences. All of us on campus benefited from his presence, research and leadership.”
Trained as a theoretical physicist, Wolfe made fundamental contributions in two different fields. In theoretical general relativity, he and Rainer Kurt Sachs first showed how density fluctuations in an expanding universe affect the thermal radiation left by the Big Bang, the cosmic microwave background radiation. Later, Wolfe moved into observational astronomy and was one of the key leaders in using the Keck Telescope in Hawaii, pioneering the use of quasar spectra to study concentrations of neutral hydrogen gas in “Damped Lyman-Alpha Systems.”
“The first of these two major contributions, known as the Sachs-Wolfe effect, has been a key tool used by cosmologists to derive much of what we know about the properties of the universe as a whole,” said George Fuller, a professor of physics at UC San Diego and the current director of CASS, the Center for Astrophysics and Space Sciences. “The second, sustained over more than two decades, led to new insights into how galaxies, stars and the elements form, and concomitantly to the mentoring of many young scientists.”
“Art was a true leader in the fields of cosmology and extra-galactic astronomy,” said J. Xavier Prochaska, a professor of astronomy and astrophysics at UC Santa Cruz who, as a former graduate student, was one of the many prominent scientists Wolfe had mentored. “He influenced the research of hundreds of colleagues with his deep physical insight and was a terrific mentor to young researchers.”
Born in Brooklyn, New York on April 29, 1939, Wolfe received his B.S. degree in physics in 1961 from City College of New York’s Queens College, was awarded an M.S. degree from the Stevens Institute of Technology in 1963 and completed his Ph.D. at the University of Texas at Austin in 1967. Following postdoctoral work at UC San Diego and University of Cambridge and an exchange fellowship at the Lebedev Physical Institute in Moscow, he began his academic career at the University of Pittsburgh in 1973, rising from an assistant professor of physics and astronomy to full professor in 1982. He left Pittsburgh in 1989, accepting a professorship in the Physics Department at UC San Diego, and becoming director of CASS in 1997. In addition, he held the endowed Chancellor’s Associates Chair of Physics professorship from 1997 until his retirement last March.
The American Academy of Arts and Sciences named him a Fellow in 1995, and he was the recipient of a Sackler Fellowship at the University of Cambridge in 2004 and 2007. In 2008, he won the prestigious Jansky Prize Lectureship, awarded by the National Radio Astronomy Observatory, and he was elected a Fellow of the American Association for the Advancement of Science in 2012.
Always enthusiastic about his work, Wolfe also had a wide range of interests in his personal life. He was passionate about politics, was an avid swimmer on campus and spent many happy hours walking among the redwoods on trails in Big Sur. He especially appreciated the creative spirit found in the literary works of Shakespeare, the music of Beethoven and many films. He was also a great fan of jazz and always enjoyed attending the theatre.
He is survived by his wife, Linda Scott; a son, David Wolfe of Los Angeles; a daughter, Diana Wolfe, M.D., of New York and a granddaughter, Chloe Eve Wolfe. He was preceded in death in 1995 by his first wife of 30 years, Constance Eve Taylor Wolfe.
A remembrance and celebration of his life and work will be held at the UC San Diego Faculty Club on March 30th from 1 to 4 pm. In lieu of flowers, his family requests donations to the San Diego Brain Tumor Foundation, 852 5th Avenue, San Diego, CA 92101, and the Save the Redwoods League, 114 Sansome St., Suite 1200, San Francisco, CA 94104-3823.