When Phillip was only a toddler, and Stephen was only an infant, only 5-6 months old or so, (not yet able to sit up), there was always the sound of Barney on TV:  “I love you, you love me, we’re best friends as friends should be…🎶” I’d hear Phillip singing along happily, staring up at Barney, smiling broadly. He was the happiest little boy.

 When I called his name, he’d look over at me with his big brown eyes, smiling like he did all his life, point at the big purple dinosaur and say, “Look, Barney!” wanting to share his passions with anyone who was within earshot. I was amazed with his obsession with Barney.

 I swear, Phil was an early reader because of the hours and hours of Barney (letters and numbers) shows that he would watch. He knew all his alphabet and could count at a very early age. His brilliance was already evident as a mere toddler.

 It was his joy for all things cheerful and fun that made Phillip so different from most people. As a kid he gave me and all his uncles and aunts the tightest hugs, he would willingly give kisses on the cheek, and called me “Judi A-Yi,” (or Aunt Judi), which always melted my heart. I love hearing that. As a kid, Phil loved to discover things through play—play outdoors, get all messy, dig his arms in stuff, explore, make art, paint, discover joyful things — it was an approach to life that he had with him from childhood to adulthood. 

He worked only enough to live, and didn’t live to work, like too many of us do, working 50-60 hour weeks. Once or twice he told me, “carpe diem,” or “seize the day.” He always lived every day to its fullest. He’d tell anyone who would listen. “You have to take care of yourself,” he’d say. 

In 27 years, he lived more fully than most people I know. I’ll be forever grateful to Phil for inspiring me and so many others to live better.

 I will starting now. It’s true, life is too short. Phil will never be forgotten. My heart is broken. Phil was taken from us too soon. I miss Phil, it hurts so much. xoxo Sending love to my sister Wai Ming and John, and all of Phil’s loving siblings.

Linda and John

Our hearts are saddened that you lost such a bright soul. We pray that memories of his smile and joy will carry you through this difficult time. May God bless and support your entire family. We are thinking of you all and send our love.

Margaret and Steven Luke

On Father’s Day 2022, Philly & I went to a church together. The church was a unique fusion of Christianity and spirituality. Their marketing was very strong because Phil & I heard of this church separately and had both wanted to visit. However, there were only about 30 people at the service. 😅

It was a super welcoming church— that was the main reason we were both inclined to visit. They fed us a bagel upon arrival and gave us bowties at the entrance (I think bowties were supposed to be representative of dads?). I’m not into pictures or dressing up, but Phil strongly encouraged me… and I complied. I’m glad I did, because it’s one of the only photos we have together.  

A few weeks later him and I went to a different church together. I really appreciated that he was open to trying new things. Rest in peace, my friend. 

Linda, my deepest condolences for your loss, pls take care, warmest thoughts,

Price

My heart is breaking. I can’t believe our Phil was taken from us. He had so much more living to do. It’s not right. I’m in denial.  I wish I could run there and be with you all. I’ll never forget him. Phil always opened his arms for a hug.  This can’t be real. My heart is breaking for you, Sis, John, and all of Phillip’s loving siblings, Taryn, Jenna. Syd, Stephen and Bridget. Mom is heartbroken, too.  Dad would definitely send him back down to us if he could. 

Wai Ming, John — please look after your health and heart. Your friends and family are with you. Brace yourselves for the long journey ahead. You’re not alone— reach out and I’ll be there for you.