Reflections on a Life Well Lived: Honoring Rhea Wolfram

Over the past two weeks, I have found myself reflecting on the extraordinary life of my mentor, Rhea Wolfram. As we marked what would have been her 105th birthday, her absence felt profound. Yet, in that absence lies an opportunity—to celebrate the remarkable woman who shaped my journey with wisdom, resilience, and an unwavering commitment to others.

A Mentor Who Shaped Futures

Rhea’s influence on my life began early, when she encouraged me to widen my academic aspirations. She introduced me to colleges I had never considered, urging me to research, analyze, and make informed decisions. But her mentorship was never about simply providing answers—she expected me to engage deeply in the process. Together, we refined my college essays, exchanging drafts, debating structure, and ensuring that my voice remained authentic. Her patience and dedication were boundless, and I owe much of my acceptance to Rhodes College to her steadfast belief in my potential.

From Mentee to Assistant

Graduating from Rhodes was a moment of shared pride between us. When I returned to Dallas, I had the privilege of working for her. This shift—from mentee to assistant—deepened our relationship. I helped her archive and organize the countless photos her children and grandchildren sent her, preserving the memories of a family she cherished. One of my most significant tasks was planning her 100th birthday celebration, an event that brought together the many people whose lives she had touched.

Even at that milestone, Rhea remained as engaged as ever. She continued to see clients, approaching each case with empathy and rigor. When a transgender student sought her guidance on finding a more supportive high school, she did not rely on assumptions. Instead, she read extensively on the subject, sought expert insights, and ensured the student received the thoughtful, well-informed counsel they deserved. Her goal was never just to advise but to empower—she wanted each student to find a place where they could flourish.

Through it all, Rhea remained a force of nature. She was a woman of action, insatiable curiosity, and boundless generosity. Even at 104, she lived by her mantra: Life is to be lived. She never saw age as a limitation, remaining intellectually and socially engaged in every way possible—through books, conversations, and an unyielding interest in the world around her.

A Legacy of Learning and Love

Rhea’s impact extended far beyond my own life. A pioneer in educational counseling, she guided countless students toward their futures with the same meticulous care that she had given me. She was a dedicated patron of the arts, an advocate for education, and a steadfast supporter of institutions that enriched Dallas for generations.

Beyond her professional achievements, she had a refined appreciation for beauty and knowledge. She adored orchids—their resilience and elegance mirroring her own character. She frequented Neiman Marcus, not merely for luxury, but for an appreciation of craftsmanship and history. Music was a constant in her life, and she delighted in watching the Metropolitan Opera in IMAX, reveling in the sheer grandeur of it. Books were her lifelong companions, a means of engaging with new ideas and broadening her already vast perspective.

Her curiosity extended beyond literature and the arts—she was just as engaged in the lives of those around her. She took a genuine interest in my family, my studies, my ambitions. But if I tried to turn the conversation toward her, she would effortlessly shift the focus, asking instead for my thoughts on the latest political developments or cultural debates. Conversations with Rhea were never one-sided; they were exercises in thought, perspective, and discovery.

Though I never met her husband, Dr. Julie Wolfram, his presence was unmistakable in the way she spoke of him. She often recalled how he would call her each night before bed, his respect for her intellect and work unwavering. Theirs was a love not defined by time but by depth—a partnership of profound mutual admiration. She taught me that true love is timeless.

Carrying Her Lessons Forward

As I continue to carve my own path, I carry Rhea’s lessons with me. She taught me the value of being a lifelong learner, of loving deeply and steadfastly, and of showing up for people—not just in moments of celebration, but in the quiet, everyday ways that truly matter. More than anything, she demonstrated that mentorship is not about dispensing advice but about listening, engaging, and believing in the potential of others.

Rhea, your presence in my life was a rare and irreplaceable gift. Your wisdom, kindness, and unwavering belief in me have left an imprint that will never fade. I will honor your legacy by continuing to learn, to serve, and to live with the same passion and purpose that you did.

Rest well, my dear friend.