Grant Robert Taylor was baptized into the hope of Christ’s resurrection Friday, February 27, 2026 due to complications from Catecholaminergic polymorphic ventricular tachycardia (CPVT) He was born on November 28, 2005 and entered into rest at the age of 20.
Dear son of Ted and Lisa, (nee Hesskamp) Taylor. Beloved brother of Lydia Taylor. Dear grandson of Mary, the late Dale Taylor and the late Robert and Mary Joan Hesskamp. Loving nephew, cousin, godchild, and friend of many.
Grant loved his family and also loved his college experience at Missouri State University. He was a member of the graduating class of 2020 from St Margaret Mary Alacoque Catholic School and a member of the graduating class of 2024 from De Smet Jesuit High School. He remained close to his De Smet group of friends, ‘the boys’and would hang out with them whenever he was back in St Louis. Grant liked to write stories and journal; he loved stingrays, traveling, (especially to Disney), ESports, gaming, trout fishing, and Panda Express! In June of 2023, the Make-A-Wish Foundation Missouri & Kansas granted his wish for a gaming computer which brought him immense joy.
SERVICES: A VISITATION will be held on Friday, March 6, from 4:00 – 8:00 p.m. at Kutis South County Chapel, 5255 Lemay Ferry Rd. A FUNERAL MASS will be held on Saturday, March 7, at 12:30 p.m. at St Margaret Mary Alacoque Catholic Church. In lieu of flowers, donations in his honor would be appreciated to: Inherited Arrhythmia Clinic at St. Louis Children’s Hospital, Make-A-Wish Foundation Missouri & Kansas, and/or Camp Rhythm via St. Louis Children’s Hospital.
I am so very sorry.
Grant to me was more than a friend but he was like a brother to me. Hearing and reading that he has passed fills my heart with sadness that we won’t be able to do a lot together anymore but I can still be thankful for meeting such an amazing and kind person. I’ll miss you Grant so deeply and so much.
Words cannot express or console the sorrow and pain you must be going through by the loss of your precious Grant. . Many many prayers and hugs for you all. Know you have your NICU family to lean on.
❤️❤️🙏🏻🙏🏻
Renee
I grew up with Grant and the Taylor family. I am eternally grateful for the experiences my brother and I had with their family. All my love and best wishes to Lydia, Lisa, and Ted during this extremely difficult time.
Lisa and family,
My deepest condolences to the family. The loving bond the four of you shared was so very obvious and the grief of losing someome so special and integral breaks our hearts as well.
May you feel God’s comforting presence now more than ever.
Sue
Grant man was one of those friends that stay with me outside of De Smet I was glad to have him around and loved driving with him in my car to go to do service hours. Even after all of that he was still that same guy going about despite his illness taking a toll on him. Grant, I will miss you its been a wild ride and I hope you can rest peacefully now.
I knew Grant throughout high school, and he was always a great friend. When Grant was happy and in his element, he made everyone else happy. I am saddened by his passing, but also thankful for the time I got to spend with him.
Now in the best place, shall he rest.
One Love
Grant was always the sweetest boy in grade school. I remember playing bey blades with him in 3rd grade… he will be so missed. Your family is in my thoughts and prayers.
My deepest condolences to your family. Grant was such a sweet kid and great classmate to his SMMA class of 2020. You are in my thoughts and prayers
I will never forget sitting at the Baccalaureate Brunch on Graduation Day at De Smet Jesuit with Grant and his family. I asked him if he was looking forward to the Lock-In that night.
“Oh, I’m not going.”
“Oh my goodness, why?” I asked.
“Because we’re leaving super early in the morning to go to Disney!”
I will never forget the exuberance on his face when he told me. Like every single time I had ever been in his presence, he radiated joy. You could not help but be affected by it.
I know that his friends loved him deeply, and he affected everyone who ever had a conversation with him. It’s like he always knew what was important, and he understood more than most the precious gift that life is.
I physically ache for all who love him, and all who will continue to love him. And I’m forever grateful that I was able to experience a few beams of the light he shared with this world.
Because from time to time, there’s just not enough light in the world.