In Jewish tradition (my heritage, which Phil embraced since Jewish traditions usually involve food), upon hearing about a death people say "May his memory be a blessing." When we say that, the blessing implied is this: it is up to those who carry his memory to keep his goodness alive. I think that nails it for Phil (excuse the corny woodwork metaphor)!
Please feel free to add a note with a story of Phil, and add pictures with captions (in the memories tab). There are so many people who've been in Phil's life over the past nearly 82 years, and I hope this site can become a collective tribute to him. Please share this site with anyone who may not have received the information from me. He would love all the attention, and cherish the affection and Phil stories!