October 3, 1941
to October 7, 2013
The late Francis Osborne Gray, a native San Franciscan, who became a Canadian and British journalist, author and prolific writer of obituaries, several of which appeared in the United Kingdom's Guardian and Independent newspapers over the years.
An extremely funny man, Frank, or Pancho as he sometimes preferred, was drawn to writing about the lives of people most had never heard of and his obituaries reflected his deep culture and varied passions for jazz, cinema, bullfighting, American football, Ernest Hemingway, boxing, all things Spanish, baseball, history and cigars.
His last obituary, published in January, was of Stan Musial, considered by some as the best baseball player in history. However, Frank also signed off on the lives of Gregorio Fuentes, the real-life fisherman who inspired the character of Santiago, the hero of Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea and Alejandro Robaina, Cuban tobacco grower and master cigar-maker. Other obituaries included those of John Barnes, passionate collector and historian who chronicled the early days of British cinema. There were also articles on Marpessa Dawn and Breno Mello, stars of the Academy award-winning late 50s film Orfeu Negro (Black Orpheus), who died within weeks of each other, and Conchita Cintrón a matador who led the way for women in the bullring.
Born in 1941, Frank was raised in San Mateo where he developed a lifelong passion for jazz and saw many of the greats, including Dizzy Gillespie, Count Basie, Duke Ellington and Thelonius Monk perform.
Too young to drink in bars when he started visiting such fabled, but long-gone San Francisco jazz clubs, as the Black Hawk and the Jazz Workshop, Frank would sneak his favorite tipple (usually whiskey) into empty cigar tubes so he could combine his enthusiastic drinking and cigar-smoking with his love of music. In later years Frank struck up a friendship with renowned American jazz record producer George Avakian, often seeing him when in New York, where he would also occasionally make a point of inspecting the Bix Beiderbecke memorial plaque, near where Frank sometimes stayed in the borough of Queens, to make sure it was properly polished.
Oddly enough for a San Franciscan he was a devoted follower of the Dodgers starting when they were still in Brooklyn.
After high school, where he won a trophy for boxing, Frank took what was to become a life-changing grand tour of Europe. So began his love affair with the old world and with Carole Lester, his wife of almost 50 years to whom he always called his "bride." Struck by the beauty of her ankles, which he glimpsed on the train from London to Southampton, by chance Frank and Carole both boarded the RMS Queen Mary for Montreal and fell in love. Four years later, Carole finally decided to move to San Francisco and they were married in December 1963.
After moving to Toronto, Carole and Frank were ready to start a family and their first son, Nicholas, was born in 1969. Not long after, Frank was transferred to the Montreal office as a journalist. Among the first stories Frank covered there was the October Crisis of 1970 - the kidnapping of the British Trade Commissioner and the Quebec Labour Minister by French Canadian separatists. This prompted the Canadian prime minister, Pierre Trudeau, to send in the army to quash what some feared was an incipient rebellion in Quebec.
Their only daughter, Natasha, arrived in 1974 and a year later Frank was promoted, which took the Gray family on another big move to Vancouver on Canada's west coast.
After 17 years in North America, Frank and his family moved to the United Kingdom. Frank took a job on the world trade desk and then the foreign desk at the Financial Times and loved the Fleet Street life. It was during this time that Frank's knack for obituary writing was born. A tenacious memory aided him.
He was able to indulge his varied passions, interviewing Fidel Castro and Zino Davidoff in his role as the FT's cigar correspondent (as he liked to say). He used his expertise on cigars to contribute to the book The Illustrated History of Cigars.
Frank was perfectly suited to the life of a newspaper hack. Some fine wine and cigars in the company of colleagues always followed deadlines. Even after the arrival of the computer, Frank still preferred to use his old typewriter that he kept under his desk. Later, once the smoking ban was introduced, Frank would often shout through the office "I wanna smoke at my desk!"
In 1986, Frank took a risky career move and accepted a job as assistant city editor at Robert Maxwell's ambitious newspaper venture, The London Daily News. Although the paper lasted only five months, Frank was almost unique in being one of the few to leave Maxwell's employment with a redundancy payout and his pension intact. His ability to navigate corporations to his advantage served him well in later years when he doggedly and successfully fought, as a union representative, for the rights of his fellow journalists.
Frank spent many years, until retirement in 2002, at the Financial Times' newsletters' division, editing popular business titles in the utilities' sector, covering both Asian and Latin American markets.
Frank was never happier in retirement than sitting on the balcony of the family's holiday home near Malaga in Spain. with a good book, a glass of sherry and a cigar - with his favorite jazz playing in the background.
He also spent several years writing the biography of legendary Irish playwright, Brendan Behan. Despite an onset of Parkinson's disease, which was diagnosed in 2003, Frank completed The Crazy Life of Brendan Behan: The Rise and Fall of Dublin's Laughing Boy, which was published in 2010.
In May of this year, Frank was near completion of his second book about only children but sadly suffered a stroke. Family and friends supported his recovery with much love and care, but there were recent, unforeseen complications and Frank passed away in early October just after his 72nd birthday.
Frank's tributes all have one common theme: Frank was a lovely, intelligent man who treated everyone equally and was always great company. Many will miss his modest, affable manner and mischievous sense of humor. He had a gift for maintaining friendships over long periods of time and great distances. He was a great spirit, writer and raconteur.
Frank is survived by his wife Carole, his three children, Nicholas and Malcolm Gray and Natasha Gray-King, their spouses, four gandchildren, and by many grateful colleagues and friends.
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Frank Gray - Singapore
Carol Morgan
October 28, 2016
Carol Morgan
February 11, 2016
I worked with Frank at FT newsletters and had many a fine " marketing meeting" at the Maple Leaf pub in Covent Garden . We continued to meet up once I moved to another job because he was such great company and a lovely genuine man . I have many very fond memories of him . In particular, we attended an energy conference in Singapore and had a particularly raucous rickshaw race though the city streets after too many Singapore Slings ( I still have a photo). Once I moved to Shropshire we lost touch . I am very sad he will not be around to enjoy his retirement with his wife and family, whom he often talked about .
Robert Todd
July 18, 2015
I have been searching for Frank & Carole for years and am so sorry to find out. We worked together in Toronto at James Richardson & Sons and have many funny and memorable times. If you get this Carole I would love to hear from you. [email protected]
George Dyer
February 20, 2015
I grew up with Frank in the mid 50's in San Mateo,, CA..Although he was 3 or 4 years older we were "best" friends until he went off to Serra Highschool.He loved the Dodgers, I loved the Yankees. We played and talked baseball for hours every day of the week.One memorable story comes to mind...when his mom threw a birthday party for Frank.She baked a 2 layer cake and she put dimes (10cents) around the rim of the first layer then put on the second layer, frosted it and served it.Soon Frank and I discovered the dimes and split the cake in half , removed the dimes and basically ruined the cake.Last saw Frank in the early 70's in Carmel, CA.Although we weren't in touch for years I'll still feel sad knowing he's not around to enjoy life.
Pat Dixon
April 16, 2014
In the 70s, I was lucky to work for him awhile, in Air Canada P.R. when we were all young! He was smart, thoughtful, logical, generous, open-minded, and a man of great integrity. At times he was the only one with his feet on the ground. Though young and funny, he also had a surprising 'gravitas'. There ought to be more like him in the world.
Linda Long
November 24, 2013
So happy we visited. Wishing all the peace of having known Frank. His life and his work.
Christian Boyer
November 22, 2013
I enjoyed these last two years to share a few glasses of Wine With Frank.He was happy to ask me some news about France and always had an interesting story to tell and a funny comment to add .
I was really pleased to go from Time to Time to" the Boaters " in Kingston With my Wife Frances where Carole and Frank joined us for a live evening jazz . He had always something nice to tell us about a concert Of his best memories .
I keep the image of a kind humour in his eyes .
Thanks Frank for these unforgetable moments of smile you have given me , and good bye .
Christian .
Al troner
November 20, 2013
Frank was the epitome of all of the virtues of the Street - generous to a fault, quick-witted, cheerful and filled with the 'can do' attitude of a good Fleet Street journalist, or as he characterized us all "Fleet Street Hack." he was not hack though, and always willing to look at things with a fresh, tirelessly and with humor.
So here's to you Mr. Gray, wherever you may be, a round from me, my bill.
Danielle
November 20, 2013
Dearest uncle, I will always remember you as a wise and sensible man.. You and my mom (your sister) will always be with me. Love X
November 20, 2013
Frank and I were born almost exactly one month apart, he being one month older, and lived as kids in San Francisco's Mission District on 24th street one block away from General Hospital. After his family moved to San Mateo, my big vacation each summer was to take the Greyhound bus to San Mateo and spend two weeks with Frank. One of my oldest memories was each evening before bed, his Mom, Gracie, would make the two of us, along with her, kneel down by the couch and say the whole rosary. He would look over at me and roll his eyes, but we did it. I also remember sleeping in his room downstairs that had a gas wall heater. One night, our mother's came down to check on us and the whole room was filled with gas because the burner never ignited. If they had not come down that night, neither one of us would have been alive the next morning. Also, Frank was quiet adventurous, and the few times that I got into trouble as a kid was when I was with Frank. He was a character for sure and I am glad that we remained friends, even though distant ones in recent years, but friends none the less. The world is a more interesting place because of people like Frank and we will all miss him.
JIM LANG, PETALUMA, CA
Danielle
November 20, 2013
November 20, 2013
All your swimming friends miss the smiles you brought us with your humour and insights on life...and of course the music you brought into our lives
God Bless You Frank
All the Swimmers xxx
Kevin d.Arcy
November 20, 2013
Frank, who I called Francisco, was the city's finest export from new to old Albion. We met 36 years ago in the London studios of the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, a good club for freelancers like us, and we managed to meet in various hostelries almost weekly ever since, mainly comparing experiences of US and Canadian life, journalism and literature. He always, wryly, introduced me (as Quai d'Orsay) to his many acquaintances as his oldest friend in Britain. He convinced many London aficionados that I worshipped the bull, but it was no bull that I shared his enthusiasms for Hemmingway and the Algonquin Club. Frank always was and always will be a force for life. – Kevin d'Arcy
Natasha Gray-King
November 18, 2013
To my dearest dad. May you always tap your fingers to your favourite jazz records. So glad I was able to do so much with you. Fond memories and always in my thoughts. Tata xxx
Carole Gray
November 18, 2013
My husband Frank Gray would have been so happy to know he was in the San Francisco Chronicle. He was much loved by his family 3 children, Nicholas, Malcolm and Natasha and his 4 grandchildren Connor, Ciara, Quin and Ava. He did so well in his life and achieved so much he will never be forgotten
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