Allan Patrick Solomon

Allan Patrick Solomon, born March 15, 1957, in Trinidad and Tobago, to Joycelyn and Sidney Solomon, was a loving husband, father, grandfather, brother, friend, and a blessing to so many. Forty years ago, he migrated to the United States, bringing with him his values, traditions, humor, and generous spirit. Allan was hardworking, dependable, and always willing to help. A true jack of all trades, he was a skilled contractor, painter, plasterer, designer, gardener, and handyman. If something was broken, Allan could fix it. If you called him for help, he would somehow find a way—even if he had to take something apart first and figure out how to put it back together later! And then there was Allan in the kitchen. His pepper sauce, bake, pone, sweet bread, and stew chicken were unforgettable. His cooking was so good that you didnt need to ask what was for dinner—you just followed the smell! Allan loved music, painting, gardening, cooking, and helping others. He also had a wonderful sense of humor. He wasn't always the loudest person in the room, but somehow, he could say something so funny that everyone would be laughing before they even realized Allan was the one who started it. And that smile—that big smile with the famous gap between his teeth—was unmistakably Allan. You could probably recognize him from that smile alone. We may forget some of the things he said, but we will never forget that smile—or the gap! Allan believed in treating others with kindness, dignity, and generosity. He was a true provider, giving not only materially, but also comfort, laughter, friendship, wisdom, and love. Allan leaves behind his beloved wife of more than 43 years, Angela Solomon; his daughter, Paula Walton; his grandson, Keith Davis; his siblings, Rawlins, Joan, Cutris, Debra, Rosalie, Wendy, and Marceline; his four beloved fur babies; and countless relatives and friends who loved him dearly. We will miss his humor, generosity, cooking, determination, and his willingness to help anyone who needed him. Most of all, we will miss the way Allan made people feel—cared for, supported, welcomed, and never alone. Allan spent his life making sure everyone else was okay. So now, Allan, rest. Rest knowing that you were loved that you made a difference, and that your memory will live on in all of us. And Allan, don't worry—we'll keep the garden looking good, we'll remember your recipes, and we'll try our best to keep the pepper sauce going. Although, lets be honest, nobody will make it quite like you did! Your hands may no longer be here to fix what is broken, but the love you gave us remains—and that love will never be broken. Until we meet again, keep smiling that big smile. We promise we'll never forget the gap. Rest peacefully, Allan Patrick Solomon. You were one of a kind, deeply loved, and forever missed. May your memory always be a blessing—and may heaven have plenty of pepper sauce waiting for you.