A.E. Wallace “Walley” Maurer

September 11, 1921 ‒ December 15, 2015

Dublin, Ohio

A.E. Wallace “Walley” Maurer, age 94, of Dublin, passed away Tuesday, December 15, 2015, at his residence.

He was born in Winnipeg, Canada, on September 11, 1921 to the late Rev. Carl D. and Mary G. Maurer.

Shortly after graduating high school, Walley joined the United States Army where he served as a prison guard during World War II.

After the war, Walley earned his PhD. With his Doctorate in hand, he enjoyed teaching English Literature at The Ohio State University for over 50 years.

Walley thoroughly enjoyed harassing the city council and Chief of Police whenever he could. He was an active member of the Dublin United Church of Christ and was a big supporter of the Dublin Irish Festival. In his spare time, he could be found tinkering with his model trains as the Chief Conductor of the Maurer Railway. Walley also liked to play the piano and often shared his talent and love of music in various local retirement communities.

He will be dearly missed by his son, Randy (Kim) Maurer of Fredericktown; grandsons: Randy and Ryan Maurer; and daughter-in-law, Rebecca Maurer.

Walley was preceded in death by his parents and son, Jeffrey Maurer.

The Maurer family will greet friends from 2 to 4 PM on Friday, January 8, 2016, at the Snyder Funeral Home, Craven Chapel. 67 N. Main St., Mt. Gilead. Services honoring his life will take place at 4 PM with Rev. Bob Tussing officiating. Burial will take place at a later date at Immanuel Lutheran Cemetery near Sheboygan, WI.

If desired, memorial contributions may be made to Dublin United Church of Christ. 81 W Bridge St, Dublin, OH 43017.

Snyder Funeral Home of Mount Gilead is honored to have been chosen to serve the Maurer family and your condolences may be expressed to them by visiting www.SnyderFuneralHomes.com.

  • Pops, you were one of a kind and I will be miss you dearly. From the very first debate I ever witnessed between you and our Jeffrey to falling asleep to you practicing the piano on Dublin Rd., I loved you to pieces. Years and years of blessed memories to treasure, yet it still just doesn’t seem like enough. I’ll hold the memories close and take joy in knowing your with Jeff and wait patiently until I get to see you again. Love you to heaven and back….

  • Walley will be very much missed by his many friends at the Saturday Music Club, where he was a long time member.

  • We shall miss you, dear friend, but we shall always be grateful for what you have left us–a vivid exemplification and realization of what Aristotle had in mind when he talked of human flourishing and living well. Jim and Lisa

  • Of all the fine profs in the department during the sixties and seventies, he was my favorite. The flash of his wit and his good humor made every seminar delightful. But more than that, Dr. Maurer seemed to know you, to forge a bond with you, to recognize your capabilities (such as they were), and to hold you to the standard they deserved. I’m sure he would not have remembered me, but he was unforgettable.

  • Dear Beckie & Family, I am so sorry for your loss. Please know I am lifting you and the family in prayer during this most difficult time.

  • Wally, you were one of the very very few who were in the English Department longer than I. And certainly one of the most beloved. You’ll be missed. –Murray and Ellen.

  • I cherish the memories of time spent with Walley, especially those opportunities I was blessed with when he and Henry Davenport would allow me to join their conversations: one always came away a better person after a conversation with those two. My dad, Joe Neidhardt, always loved to tell a story about cutting firewood with a chainsaw with Henry and Walley. He was one-of-a-kind: gentle, funny, articulate, literate, and a gentleman of the arts and letters, with emphasis on “gentleman.” We had some great neighbors, back in the “Old Dublin” days!

  • My heart goes out to you and yours–I cherish the years of being part of your lives when you lived on Arden and I on Glencoe. Suspect you never knew how he changed my flat van tire in a incoming blizzard when he found me stranded….being included in English department parties enriched my appreciation for early English literature and music….having him come to FL to teach me how to teach is still a skill set I use….
    The tales go on and your first cat…..
    Take of yourselves,
    Many memories,