I could write a tome on how much Dr. Wissolik means to me. I’ll try to keep it a little shorter than that (though that was not indicative of his essay requirements: single-spaced, 10-point font, front and back of all!).
Dr. Wissolik is not just one of my favorite educators of all time, he is and always will be my absolute favorite and most influential. He has impacted countless people, and there are so many tributes here and in other places that indicate just how many people he took under his wing in his career. For some reason, he allowed me to be one of those people. I took up smoking cigarettes just so I had an excuse to hang out with him after class, puffing like chimneys outside Prep Hall and talking about so many worthy and less worthy topics. He gave me an open invitation to join him for the “Umbraculum” sessions that included other students and professors, like another favorite of mine, Mr. David Safin. He respected my opinion but wasn’t afraid to give me a hard time (almost always deserved) in concert with my spiritual mentor at SVC, Fr. Tom Hart, O.S.B. Wissolik’s classes were never boring and I couldn’t get enough of his stories in and out of the classroom about Africa, Bob Dylan, the Bayeux Tapestry, veterans he interviewed and became friends with, the past hijinks of Saint Vincent English and Theater Departments, and so many other topics; in his most poignant moments, he was unabashed about how proud he was of his children and his family.
Dr. Wissolik is absolutely the most interesting person I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. He somehow exuded a devil-may-care nonchalance, having no issue with poking holes in the absurdity of the establishment, while also working tirelessly to gain as much knowledge as he could about art, culture, history, literature, philosophy, religion, society, theater, and the human condition, sharing that knowledge with anyone who would listen. He was a real life Indiana Jones, an adventuring, swashbuckling, larger-than-life, gruff-armored, soft-hearted, inappropriate, impassioned, analytical, receptive, faith-filled, hilarious, prolific, curmudgeonly grateful man. He sowed seeds of change in my worldview, always toward critical thinking, open-mindedness, and social justice. I took all his classes that I could, gaining an English Minor in the process. His signature course, Faces of Battle, was such a gift to experience. I’ll never forget how powerful it was to learn from veterans and survivors, themselves, meanwhile seeing how naturally Dr. Wissolik fit in with those esteemed people and garnered their respect. He was a major inspiration to me to become an educator, myself, though I won’t ever reach his level of proficiency. His classroom was where my friendship with my now wife really blossomed (and more than once he had to call us out for flirting in the middle of his lecture, which I of course thought was fantastic because it gave validity to my hope that Tessa was interested in me). And despite his legendary stature and connection to so many more compelling people than myself, he always had time for me, from when I was an undergrad student until he died. I severely regret not reaching out to him more. I love him very much and send my deepest sympathies and prayers to Mrs. Wissolik, Damien, Erica, Tracey, Chrissy, Kelly, and all his family. There will never be another like Sir Richard Wissolik. I’m so grateful I got to know him. -Tim McKenzie, C'08
Tim McKenzie, C'08 - Friday December 11, 2020 via Condolence Message