I was so sad to hear of Dr. Taylor's passing. I'll always remember his gentle voice...that was a long as I wasn't putting charts on his desk!! My love and condolences to Flora Jo and the family.

Dear FloraJo and family. I was so sorry to hear about Dr. Taylor’s passing. I have many wonderful memories working with Dr. Taylor. 
Loved talking with him about his travels, photography and music and family. Condolences to the family. He will be missed. 
Love,
Fran

Florajo and family, I am so  sorry to hear the news of Dr Taylor passing.  I have many memories of both of you and can only imagine the sadness you are feeling.   Ed, Courtney, and I are sending our  sincere condolences along with prayers and hugs during this difficult time.

Keron Tyniw

Allen, Dr Richard Tessler and I along with Allen's wife Flora Jo grew up together in North Miami Beach in the mid 1960s. Our lives and families were intertwined. We lived together during our postgraduate years and all served in Vietnam at the same time. Allen was a man of many interests and talents ranging from computers to photography along with being an accomplished musician with both the trumpet and piano. He was one of my most treasured friends. He was a dedicated physician, a loving family man and his passing is a deep loss to me. 
Rest in peace my good friend. Sky

Richard Tessler.  Allen and I shared so many things ,growing up together  we played music,, lived together in medical school, went to Viet Nam together. At a later time we lived near by and saw our children grow up together . Our family will miss him.

Although we were far apart in terms of miles, our hearts and love were always very closely connected. We had great memories of our early years in Brooklyn and visits with the entire family in Patchogue.
After Allen and his family moved to Florida, our families made every attempt to see each other as often as possible. As we grew older, married and had children, we spent many holidays with Allen, FloraJo
and Joel in Orlando.  FloraJo entertaining and decorating the two Christmas trees, Allen playing his rendition of Cherry Pink & Apple Blossom White on his trumpet, accompanied by Henry on the piano, were highlights.  We tried to speak every week but of late it became more and more difficult. Just last week Allen called to say goodbye.  My dear cousin I will miss you, and know that I will always think of you with love for the kind and gentle man that you were.
Merle.

Funny story: I was introduced to Allen over 30 years ago. He used to play trumpet in high school before joining the military, and he had decided to take up the trumpet again after a long absence. On an online brass forum, he asked if someone could recommend a trumpet teacher in Orlando. My lifelong tuba playing friend David Gannett told Allen to  call Charlie Bertini and said, "Tell Charlie I COMMAND him to give you lessons!" Allen sheepishly told me this story and we began lessons that same week. Besides the trumpet, we became very close friends with the Taylors, sharing dinner parties, jazz festivals and family gatherings for over 30 years. When Allen was still practicing medicine, he took a genuine interest in my health challenges and was always on hand to be sure I was getting the quality care he believed in. This applied to my wife and to our premee daughter as well. Allen was soft spoken, but had a wonderful and sly sense of humor. He LOVED jazz and the Taylors were always in the audience of my performances and brought along others as well. We visited the Taylors often, and when Allen's health was failing, I asked him if he still had his professional trumpet. We got it out and cleaned it up. I had a student whose parents were looking for a quality horn. I sold it to the student and Allen wouldn't take the cash. He was glad his horn lived on and was helping to foster a new young trumpet player. My family and I are grateful for having known Allen. Individuals like Allen are rare, and we were fortunate to have him and Flora Jo be a part of our lives. If Gabriel calls upon you to play, better get those chops together! We love you.

Uncle Allen is who he was to me. As a physician, he cared for me when I got bit by a dog on the cheek. He helped my Dad navigate through his hepatitis and liver cancer,  He cared for my Moma D and her COPD. As  family, I remember parties he and Aunt Flora Jo hosted with him playing trumpet in  their sunken living room.  He was soft spoken, but had some powerful truths to speak. He was funny, but you had to pay attention to catch that the only tell that he was joking would be a small smirk. I thought he was really cool when he introduced me to the home computer and his photography equipment.  I guess he was a real renaissance man back before i knew the term.  He will be sorely missed and never forgotten.

OBITUARY

Allen Mathew Taylor

July 12, 1941 – May 14, 2025

Woodlawn Funeral Home & Memorial Park

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