Arthur Leslie Grey Jr.

Arthur comes to my mind often. He once said students only remember parts of what is taught. He taught me so much, and he´s right. I remember snippets I don´t remember whole lectures. His dedication to letting every voice be heard, was remarkable and life-changing.

Arthur became my father-in-law in 1984, and even after my divorce, I always considered him my father. He was (almost always) a soft-spoken and gentle man, with an inner strength that was not always obvious (to me). His tenderness and sincerity, combined with his intelligence and humor, was a true blessing to all that had the honor of knowing him, or even coming across his path. My sincerest condolences to Patricia and the entire Grey Family. He was a great man and those of us who were...

29/2/2012, Ankara, Turkey
I learned about our loss of Professor A.Grey from Professor Don Miller. I feel deeply sad.
I met Professor Grey during my Doctoral studies in 1973-77 in UW. He was one of my idols by his politeness, sensitivity, as well as his tolerance and the his kind and amiable way to approach different views and opinions. I took a seminar course from him. We used to discuss in the coffee-dougnut shop at the ground floor of the Gould Hall. I still remember very fondly...

During my Ph.D. study at the Depatment of Urban Design and Planning, 1988-1992, i was prevelged to be taught by Dr. Grey. He expanded my understanding of the conomic aspects of urban planning. I can say much about his welcoming attitude, almost paternalistic. He sat on my Disseration committee and provided me with much valued advice. Commenting on my Ph.D. Dissertation proposal early drafts, when i consulted him on my aggressive tune, he told me you dont want to be 'wimp,' and that I need...

Elegy for Arthur Grey

Arthur Grey was the man who hired me on to the faculty of the Department of Urban Planning at the University of Washington in 1971 and who was instrumental in my becoming a professor there, in the middle of what the obituary in today's Seattle Times refers to as “the turbulent years.”

I want to honor him for the kind of comprehensive planner/economist he was. The turbulence was the result of bitter communications between those known as “social...

Dr. Grey was special to me and our relationship began in 1960 on a very hot September afternoon in Los Angeles. I wore a heavy tweed suit and sweat profusely as he occupied the office of Dean Arthur Gallion. I thought it was his own; and later, discovered his office was under the stairway on the second floor. His driving scared me to death on my first field trip. From there we were forever bonded. What a great guy and friend. Later in life I was so close, I had to think for him as Genie...