Elgen Grigoriev:  

ith muscle-bound violence. It was shocking and worth-wile for make me inspired. ******* It broke truths,which seemed always were "solid" and "crystal". Central Park seemed has whispered: ¿Rove nights, and get rest!¿: Self New York was a vagrant with face of tough bristle: "unshaven" skyscrapers burst up like bird's crest. (1959-2009). ******* Now I tell you some facts. In June of 1959, I have accomplished (together with one my college) to receive my six months training at the College of Architecture and Urban Planning. Final Report I submitted to the Office of the Dean, personally to Arthur P. Herrman, the Dean. He wrote in his approval paper: "I believe this has been a fruitful experience for both the visiting students and our school and believe it to be extremely worth while, and hope that some exchange of students and ideas between the two countries may continue". Well, I have been intended to come to Seattle and visit the party specially organized of this account - ¿Elgen¿s Event of Celebration the 50-year of coming to Seattle. But unfortunately I would not be able even to bye tickets for myself and for my wife to get a fly overseas.Yes it¿s true ¿ the salary of professor (in our country) does not allow one to save or collect enough money for such a Journey abroad. But I really have been planning to get to Seatlle ¿ the City of my dream after 50 years ot leaving it! Frankly speaking, I hoped that the Alumni Committee of the U of W will be the sponsor of our event, who would collect money (personally people were ready to donate for this ¿Classmates Celebration devoted to the 50-year of Graduating Schools of 1959 of the U of W). But it seems, that despite of vast publicity on the "Classmates.com" cite in Internet of about of this our initiative (known as ¿Elgen¿s Event of Celebration the 50-year of coming to Seattle) there were no money collected for financing this very promising adventure! So, I will not come to Seattle ¿ the City of my dreams! So long, friends! April,the 7 -th,2009. Next will be my story (in verses) written in fond remembrance of my former friend, professor of the University of Washington Werner C. Quast. (He died in November 6, 1997). That was 1959. On my photo I'm standing against a background of natural panorama of Grand Canyon, Colorado. My another photo; wow! Tat was 1959's squirting splash and splatter of the geyser Faithful in the Yellowstone National Park.