Warren Hurst Jones
February 1, 1944 ~ January 4, 2016
Warren Hurst Jones, 71, died on January 4, 2016 at his home in Glasgow, Kentucky. He was born, February 1, 1944 in Tulsa, Oklahoma, the third child of Raymond Mize Jones and Viola Alexine Hurst.
He is survived by his wife of 49 years, Kathy Taylor Jones and their daughters Lora Ann Lanning, son-in-law Anthony and grandsons Nathaniel and Remy of Glasgow, and Elizabeth Marie Jones of Wilmington, North Carolina; sisters Phyllis Orbaugh, Cochiti Lake, New Mexico, and Sharon DeCoste, South Burlington, Vermont; brother-in-law Jim Taylor and wife, Johnna of Tulsa and numerous cousins, nieces, and nephews.
Warren attended Tulsa Public Schools, graduating from McLain High School in 1962. He attended Oklahoma State University, receiving his Ph.D. in l974 in Psychology with an emphasis in Social Psychology and Personality. Warren began his career as a college professor at the University of Tulsa where he worked from l978 until 1990, teaching and also serving as Department Chair and as Associate Dean in the College of Arts and Sciences. In 1990 he moved to the University of Tennessee, Knoxville as Head of the Department of Psychology until 1997. He continued as a professor in the Psychology Department until 2008 when he retired as Professor Emeritus. Warren had a prolific career which included teaching, research, and publishing in the areas of shyness, loneliness, and personal relationships.
There will be a Memorial Celebration of Warren’s life at his home in Glasgow on January 30 at 2:00 P.M. Friends, former students, and colleagues are all invited to attend. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to The Arbor Day Foundation, National Public Television, or the Morris Dees Southern Poverty Law Center.
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Warren was a great colleague and a great guy, and I was fortunate to have him as Associate Dean during the year we worked together at the University of Tulsa. Tulsa’s loss was Tennessee’s gain when he and the family moved to Knoxville, and now the greater loss is felt by many, softened–I presume to hope–by pride in his example and gratitude for the chance to know him.