in loving memory of wayne mullan

We invite anyone who would like to to please email us your stories and photos so that we can share our memories of Wayne, who will not soon be forgotten. You can send them to and we will add them here.

Stories about Wayne

"Ok, so in like 2006 Wayne and I were on break and I wanted to ask him about rugby because at the time I had a TV channel on free trial that showed a lot and being from South Africa I figure he'd know a few things. He found out that I liked the All Blacks, the national team of New Zealand, and he liked them too (everyone likes them I've come to learn haha) but his main team was the Springboks, the national team of South Africa. And somehow cooking came up and kebabs came up and before you knew it we were watching the games and having some good food and friendships. This most recent world cup none of us had any of the channels it was on and we didn't get to watch but I know he was proud of South Africa for getting the gold. Any time I see rugby I think of Wayne and his kebabs and I am glad I can carry that memory forward with me; a person is never truly gone so long as they are in our hearts and memories."

️ –Trenton

Messages to Wayne

"Your testimony and incredibly effective peer support work inspired me to stay in Brownwood and to work at the center for much longer than my original plans. You made all of the best work possible. I will miss your gentleness, your humor, your reassuring presence, and your passion for helping others. Rest in peace, my dear friend. My only regret is that we did not play more tennis and spend more time simply enjoying life together. The rest of us will carry on the good work you started as best as we can, but it will never be the same without you."



Written by Wayne's family and the CFLR Peer Support Team

Wayne Andrew Mullan, age 55, passed away at his home on Thursday, November 14, 2019. He was born November 29, 1963 in Pretoria, South Africa, the son of Bertram and Franziska Masur Mullan.

There are not enough words to describe the depth and breadth of Wayne. He was a tireless advocate for the rights and dignity of those who battled mental illness. He created mental health support groups in seven counties and through these groups he inspired hope that recovery from mental health issues was possible.

He was an inspiration and a champion for recovery not only in our communities, but also highly regarded by his fellow peer specialists throughout the state. He was never heard to speak an unkind word to anyone and always had a smile on his face.

He loved telling corny jokes, which by the way were usually very funny and that never failed to make people laugh. Wayne liked to tease with his fellow peers and one of the peers affectionately nicknamed him “Young Whippersnapper.”

One of the greatest messages that Wayne spread was, “ You are not your disorder, you are a person and you must love and care for that person at all costs." His faith in God was a big part of his own recovery. He also loved his parents and siblings deeply and affectionately talked about his nieces and nephews as if they were his own children.

Wayne was also an artist who found expression through his art. He created the logo “Stick Chick”, the mascot for Peer Support which everyone loved.

He had the ability to give 100% of himself to each and every person that he came in contact with. This was one of his many gifts. He wanted to share every good thing in his life that he discovered with others. In fact, one of his quotes was, “Self-discovery is the discovery.”

It was very important to Wayne that he convey a message that would reduce stigma about mental illness and we believe that it would be Wayne’s greatest desire that his work, his legacy of compassion and love continue.

Wayne would have also requested that in lieu of flowers that donations be made to New Hope Clubhouse, a safe haven, that is near and dear to Wayne’s heart where any adult whose mental illness has disrupted their life can come and gain skills and confidence to reach their full potential.

One of Wayne’s coworkers posted the following comment:

Wayne, You are unique, a blessing, and now an Angel, that we all knew you to be as you walked the grounds of this globe. I know God is proud of you and how you served His purpose while on earth. You made it easier to smile during stressful & difficult times. You understood the depths of the human heart that had been ravished by pain, addiction, and mental illness. You demonstrated on a daily basis strength, courage and compassion. NO Degree could ever capture the importance or impact of your purpose on this earth. Because of you, my life was made better. Bathe in the riches you have stored up in heaven for I know you have many my brother.

He is survived by his parents, Bertram and Franzi Mullan of San Antonio, three brothers, Gavin Mullan and wife Hope of Aledo, Texas, Fr. Glen Mullan of Sinton, Texas, and Bradley Mullan and wife Sondra of Allen, Texas, a sister, Nicola Waterman and husband Asa of San Antonio, fourteen nieces and nephews. He was preceded in death by an aunt, Inge Masur.

Funeral Mass was held November 16, 2019 at Saint Mary's Catholic Church in Brownwood by Father Glen Mullan.