My memories of Uncle Ken are that of a kind, patient and wise man with a delightful sense of humor.  He was an extremely good and positive influence in my life, and in the lives of my children.  I will forever remember how he told me that prisoners were hung upside down by their toes in what I now know to be a grain silo, but in his telling was a prison.  Of course I believed him; but that colorful tale would help shape the wonderful impression he leaves in my heart.  I can imagine the laughter in heaven as he weaves other delightful stories of truth and fiction.  He had an ear and a smile for all, and he will be greatly missed.

Ken & Dell Taylor were neighbors of mine growing up on Wyndham Rd In Highland Park PA. I have very fond memories of the Taylor Family. Their daughter Kathy used to babysit me an my sister.

 The things I remember most about Ken were that he was a very soft spoken man that loved watching Mutual Of Omahas Wild Kingdom. I also remember him taking care of his garden plus I remember him having a caged bunny. 

I also remember him and Dell coming to visit me when I was away @ school in Philadelphia. I was saddened when he and Dell moved away because they were good nieghbors. 

Over the yrs I would hear things from other people like on Ken's 75th birthday he went Skydiving. Ever since I heard that I have wanted to go skydiving. I think now that he is gone as tribute to him I will go skydiving. 

I would like to extend my deepest condolences to Kathy and the rest of the Taylor family.



I am an analytical person by nature. And over the years, whenever I departed company with Ken (never Mr. Taylor), I noted I always felt the same thing. Happiness, from interacting with a kind person; calm, from interacting with a peaceful person; love, from interacting with a loving person; bemused, from interacting with an intelligent person…and strangely, slightly puzzled.

I always wondered how…How could a man who survived the want and need of the Great Depression, be so uninhibitedly giving? How could a man who spent a good portion of his life counseling criminals, be so unembittered? How could a man who had been engaged in war, seem so innocent? How? 

I suppose I wondered so strongly, because I hoped to find a way to be like him. I still do.

 I think it was strength. I think he knew who he was, and he knew what was important to him. Strong might not be the first thing people think of when they think of Ken Taylor. They probably think: kind, generous, thoughtful, and patient. But I am going to think of strength. Because to remain kind, generous, thoughtful and patient despite the difficulties life throws at you, is true strength. And he possessed an abundance.

I will forever hold Ken in my heart.  I am forever grateful not only for the time he spent with me, or for the love he showed me and my family, but for the strength he modeled for me.

OBITUARIO

Kenneth E. Taylor

22 mayo, 1916 – 24 mayo, 2012

Fountainhead Funeral Home & Memorial Park

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