DR. HILLIARD DEREK FLOYD
July 4, 1953 ~ December 5, 2024
Dr. Hilliard Derek Floyd, the only child of Doris Durkee Taylor, was born July 4, 1953, in Marshall, Texas.
He grew up in Henderson, Texas, but called San Antonio home when he moved there with his mother at around five years old.
He attended public schools in San Antonio and graduated from Highlands High School in 1971. He then attended Stanford University in Palo Alto, California where he pursued a medical degree. Aside from an interest in medicine, his love of music led to joining the Stanford marching band, with one of the highlights of his college career performing during the 1972 Rose Bowl. After graduation he attended medical school at UT Southwestern in Dallas.
During this time, he married his high school sweetheart, Claudette Davis in 1979. In the early 1980s the couple moved to Louisiana where he finished his residency in general surgery, becoming the chief surgical resident at Tulane Medical Center. Upon return to San Antonio in 1985, he opened up a private practice and served the San Antonio community as a general surgeon for over 30 years before retiring in 2016.
He was preceded in death by his wife in 2017. Left to cherish his memory are his daughter, Jennifer Floyd, and a host of cousins, family, and friends
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Funeral Service: December 16, 2024 11:30 am - August 26, 2025 2:30 pm
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Hilliard was a neighbor and friend who lived behind my family growing up. He was always such a nice sweet person. My deepest sympathy to his daughter and faimly.
Dear Jennifer,
I’m so sorry about your Dad’s passing. Hill was such a kind, wonderful person and an excellent surgeon. My Dad, Dr. Harmon Kelley, and I appreciated his friendship. Hill was never too busy to talk to us, and he always had words of comfort and support to extend to us. We appreciated having a skilled competent surgeon to refer our patients, especially breast cancer patients.
Love,
Margaret Kelley, M.D.
Hill was a good friend and neighbor to my husband Ronald during their childhood. Later in life, I knew him as a college classmate. He would often tease me that he was the one who introduced me to his friend and husband of 48 years.
He was always a quiet and caring person,and was well loved by friends and family.
I had the privilege of working with him in the operating room and witnessed his skill and professionalism with his patients and staff. We will all miss him.
In loving memory of our good friend, former classmate and healthcare colleague.
Hilliard and I met on our first day of medical school in 1975. We were among the very few black students out of a class of 200 and we were all close. Many times, Hilliard and I would get together outside of class to unwind, sharing our love of jazz and good conversation. When we were feeling overwhelmed, we provided moral support to each other. Hilliard was a bit of a contrarian; he could always see and voice the other side of just about any topic. His was the voice of reason when I needed a course correction in my life.
After graduation we remained close even though my residency was in Dallas and his was in New Orleans. We had long telephone chats on birthdays and holidays as well as the occasional visit, him to Dallas and me to New Orleans and San Antonio. He will be truly missed and will remain as a bright light of friendship and brotherhood in my life.
With My Deepest Sympathy to Jennifer and the Family