Trammell Crow, R.I.P.
He was perhaps the greatest real estate entrepreneur in American history. Mr. Crow died in his sleep earlier this morning at the age of 94.
UPDATE: I’m informed by someone named Erin Rice from Pegagus News (whose email began, “Hey, Allison…”) that Mr. Crow died at 10:30 p.m. Wednesday night.
15 Comments to “Trammell Crow, R.I.P.”
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I had the pleasure of working for TCC twice in my career. It was a great company founded by a great man. He shaped our city culturally as well as structurally.
Rest in peace, Mr. Crow.
i also had the pleasure of working with this dynamic family who indeed “built” the Dallas we know today. Dallas without the Crow Family is indeed hard to even imagine.
my heartfelt condolences to Lucy, Trammel S, Stewart, Harlan, all the grandkids and a huge circle of family and friends and especially to Ms. Margaret. surely a loss to all.
I started my professional career with TCC and spent 13 wonderful years there. Mr. Crow was a wonderful visionary that transformed a city. Plus the nicest, down to earth man I ever had the pleasure of meeting. RIP Mr. Crow, you will be sorely missed.
My dad was a mason for the brick contractor that built most of Mr. Crow’s stuff in the design district. Mr. Crow even attended the funeral of my uncle who was also a mason on those jobs. My mom still talks about Mr. Crow being there at that funeral. He is synonymous with Dallas.
Trammell Crow did not realize it, but he served as a lesson for many of the newcomers in the media. Time and time again, his name would trip up novice or negligent journalists. The formula was simple — you spell his name with two r’s, two m’s and two l’s.
Our greatest sympathy goes to his family and friends.
I worked for Mrs. Crow once and had the honor of dining at their home one time. As a small town girl from Oklahoma, I learned alot about what it means to be gracious and a wonderful host and hostess from the Crows. Rest in Peace and may Mrs. Crow be comforted knowing all of Dallas is thinking about her at this sad time.
According to a co-worker that knew him when she worked at the Anatole, his favorite drink when visiting the hotel was hot chocolate. I raise my cup of hot chocolate to you, Mr. Crow.
I had the pleasure of working for the Crow family, and Mr. Crow had such a vibrant spirit and was a true family man. My thoughts and prayers go out to Margaret and the rest of the Crow clan.
Out of all the famous alums I have met from Woodrow, I have to say Mr. Crow was my favorite. He was really the model of a successful man. He never forgot “Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life” which is emblazoned over the stage at our school.
Our downtown skyline, hotels, museums, banks, retailers, commercial buildings, manufacturers, residential complexes, wholesalers–all owe a great debt of gratitude to Mr. Crow. It’s safe to say that modern Dallas emerged from a handful of “can-do” entrepreneurs and none as passionate as Mr. Crow.
Aaaaaaaaaaalisooon, her aim is true.
In addition to all that has been said already, Mr. Crow’s businesses created tens of thousans of opportunites, jobs and careers all over Dallas and the United States. If ever this city should declare a day of mourning for the loss of one of it’s best citizens it is now.
Sorry about that, Wick. I’ve been going a million miles an hour this morning/afternoon and my brain clearly skipped. Certainly appreciate you getting the news out there so soon.
At one point, in the early eighties, the three largest real estate developers in the country were all based in Dallas, Lincoln, Vantage, and the largest, Trammell Crow. Mr Crow didn’t just remake Dallas; he showed the world the correct way to develop commercial real estate. We have lost a giant among men.
I am one of the developers that learned from Mr. Crow. I was a partner for his company in Chicago, and have had my own commercial development company for several years. Like many others, I learned the business “the Crow Way”. It was gracious and thoughtful and “right”. Today the real estate world is much emptier, and my heart heavier without Mr. Crow.