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John Philips Obituary

John Reagan Philips Tender Soul Born August 2, 1986, a tender and gentle soul, John Reagan Philips, died of a heroin overdose November 3, 2005. John was adopted by Jean Ford Reagan and Peter Woodward Philips on August 21, 1986. John's adopted sister, Jane Reagan Philips came into the family on March 16, 1988. John and his family lived by Liberty Park. John went to the Community Cooperative Nursery School for three years. Kindergarten through sixth grade John went to the Open Classroom located at Washington Elementary School. John attended Clayton for middle school and the City Academy for high school (except his sophomore year when he attended East High School). John spent much of his summers in the Grand Teton National Park sharing time in Lupine Meadows with Paul Kimbrough and his ranger-parents Tom Kimbrough and Barb Eastman. John was especially at home in the outdoors. He was a natural climber, an instinctive fisher, an agile and daring skier and a child with eyes for nature. Once Paul and John were fishing in the Winds and John headed back to camp only to be stalked by a bear. John determined it was a black bear and shouted to chase it away. The bear turned tail only to head straight for Paul turning aside at the last moment. John had a deeply loving and close relationship with his sister. Every day she felt lucky to have him as her brother, her guide, her hero. They almost never fought. They were close in age and played together with exploration and joy. He helped her catch her first fish on a fly pole at Lake Solitude in the Tetons. He held her hand through life. John and his mother Jean were two peas in a pod. Considerate and empathic, never competitive, John and Jean were equally and similarly liked by all for their consideration, kindness and love. As a young child, John did not like to be separate from his parents. He did not like day care. He didn't even like to be left in the car while you went in to pay for gas. His mother quit her job at the phone company when John was three in order to be a full time mother and the connection between John and his mom was deep and intimate. John and his father Peter explored the outdoors together. They fished and hiked and camped. John was born with a deformed lower vertebra. When John was nine, he and his father traveled around the country consulting with physicians about surgery for this condition. Eventually the surgery was done locally at the Primary Children's hospital, and it was remarkably successful preserving John from pain for the rest of his short life. In eighth grade John met a special girl, Jessica. They shared a special love that grew for the next five years. Jessica and John lived in the Tetons with John's father who had become a park ranger and Jessica lived with us as part of the family. For reasons we do not understand, starting in eighth grade John started getting involved with drugs, mostly marijuana. He worked with his parents and his family and Jessica to control or resist this involvement but he also gave into it as well. By 11th grade things started getting more serious first with alcohol and then with heroin. Heroin stole John first from his family, then from his friends, then from all who loved him. Early Thursday morning, heroin stole John from himself. Our hearts go out to all that loved John including his birth parents. We are so sorry. When John was little, he did not want his father to leave for the University to give his lectures. But knowing dad would go, John would plead "Don't forget to talk about me!" We never will. Friends may gather to remember John at City Academy, 2416 E. 1700 S., (801-596-8489), Sat. Nov. 5th, at 4 p.m. A potluck will follow. The family wishes donations in John's memory to be made to "City Academy" via any Wells Fargo Bank.

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Published by The Salt Lake Tribune from Nov. 4 to Nov. 5, 2005.

Memories and Condolences
for John Philips

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Jessica Simmons

August 2, 2024

Dear John,

As I read through this obituary on what would have been your 38th birthday, my heart is filled with a mix of sorrow and gratitude. Though our time together was brief, the impact you had on my life was profound and everlasting. Your presence in my life transformed me in ways I could have never imagined.

The memories we shared, the conversations we had, and the moments we experienced together have left an indelible mark on my soul. Your kindness, wisdom, and unwavering support helped shape me into the person I am today. Even in your absence, your influence continues to guide me, reminding me of the values you lived by and the love you shared so freely.

I am grateful for the family you left behind - Jean, Jane, and Peter - who have embraced me with open arms and continued to shower me with love and support. They are a testament to the kind of person you were, and I am forever grateful for their presence in my life.

While my life has taken me down new paths and introduced me to new people, I carry a piece of you with me always. You have touched my life in a way that cannot be undone, and I am eternally grateful for the time we shared together. Your memory will live on in my heart, shaping the person I am and the choices I make for a lifetime.

Rest in peace, dear John. Your light continues to shine brightly in the lives of those you touched, and your legacy will never be forgotten.

With love and gratitude,
Jess Simmons

Andy Hoffmann

October 29, 2022

Light a candle for you today, John. Snow in the mountains, sunlight on the hills. All things transform, all things impermanent. Thank you for the teachings.

Andy Hoffmann

October 29, 2021

Miss you, John. Carry you to rivers and mountains, see you in the flight of birds, wings that will forever carry us home.

Andy Hoffmann

October 29, 2020

Fifteen years later, I carry John with me, traveling lightly with the light flowing within and against and beyond the shore.

Kathy

December 2, 2006

Thinking of John & his family.

Kathleen MacKenzie

December 1, 2006

More than a year after John's death, it still seems surreal to me. John was the same age as my daughter, Cassandra. I had known Jean before John was born, but it was through our children that Jean and Peter became important in my life. They were amazingly good parents. I have never known people who had such rich "outer" lives to make so many choices in favor of their children. Jean was an extraordinary union and community activist, Peter an accomplished academician. But from the moment they adopted John, every choice was measured against what was best for him, and later, for him and his sister Jane.

To visit the Reagan-Philips household as a parent was pure heaven. It was -- and probably still is -- the most kid-centered home I have ever been in. Your kid spills her juice? Not to worry, it's indistinguishable from other stains in the carpet. Your kid pulls the stuffing out of the couch? No problem, that's what duct tape is for. Cassie, please don't deface that cherry tree by clawing on it! -- no, you're missing the point: it was planted for climbing. Jean and Peter's house was a mecca for children because they didn't want kids -- their kids, my kids, your kids -- to be burdened with protecting property at the expense of exploration, activity and freedom. As always, they had their values in exactly the right order.

Jean and Peter's kid-centered-ness wasn't limited to household destruction. Theirs was the only household I knew where there was "no private property." If another child had a toy you wanted, the rule was you counted to 10 and then the child with a toy had to relinguish it. He or she then counted to 10, and got it back. And so on. Naturally, John and Jane learned to count early, but Jean and Peter's strategy was much smarter than that: the attention changed from the toy to the process, and conflict was subsumed in counting to 10.

The Reagan-Philips household also paid attention to feelings. Peter, especially, set a tone where, too bad if you're reluctant, but you gotta talk about what's bothering you. Consequently John and Jane were precociously articulate, but it was also clear that feelings COUNTED in the Reagan-Philips household.

I've been cleaning out my house and have come across many pictures of John, Jane and my daughter, Cassie. My daughter was happier at their house than any other place. Apart from the relaxed household management rules, there was always something interesting. A pet rat, a tree swing, a musical instrument, a science experiment. There was no TV. And John was always sensitive, attentive and imaginative, the perfect friend.

In situations like this, you always wonder: how much was the kid and how much was the parents? In this case, none and none. Every report of John Reagan Philips confirms what I saw in him as a child. He cared about others, was curious about the world, and conquered his fears to become accomplished in many things.

Jean and Peter have increased my admiration for them by how they have responded to this tragedy. I say this knowing that respect is the last thing they seek. They are governed by some inner moral compass, one whose acuity few of us have. But their courageous decision to go public with the reasons for John's death, in the hope of saving other young people, shows the value they live by: we are all responsible for, and to, each other. In the horrible days after John's death, they reached out to everyone else who was hurt by his loss. There was never a time when they didn't accept visitors, never a time when they didn't respond to all those who loved their son.

I wish John were still here. I wish it to spare his parents of this terrible loss, and his friends of this horrific accounting. But when I look back on the part of his life I knew, I see excitement, love and joy. These comfort me in the finality of his death.

I love John, Jane, Jean and Peter. I will always be grateful for the gifts they have given me and my daughter. Thank you, Jean and Peter, for this extraordinary model of dealing with extraordinary grief.

Dad

December 1, 2006

I love you John

Cindy Bur

November 5, 2006

Jean, Peter and Jane, It is November 5th and 2 days after the one year anniversary of John's passing. You have been on my mind and in my heart all week. Visions and memories of John are many. I'm imagining that one year later might be even more dfficult? I send you three love and wind beneath your wings.

tami derezotes

November 3, 2006

Peter, Jean and Jane... Thank you for sharing John with the whole world. Each moment was special. John, you will be with us forever...you gave so much. Love you all, Tami, Liani and Jaiya.

sarah

November 3, 2006

it was beautiful today after a week of rain. a sign. thinking of you all.
love

Kathy

November 2, 2006

Thinking of John and his family & friends on this most difficult day -- it is officially the 3rd in my time zone.

Blessed 1st Heavenly anniversary, John. Soar with the Angels!

The truth of God's love is not that misfortune & heartbreak will never befall us but rather, when it does, He will always be there to guide, support, comfort & love us unconditionally.

"Sometimes the Lord calms the storm.

Sometimes He lets the storm rage
And calms His child."

alexis

November 2, 2006

john,
i love you and think about you everday. theres not a day goes by that i look at brennan and think i wish he could have met you and you could have shared your wonderful spirit with him. there is truly no one like you in this world.

Melissa Anderson

October 31, 2006

We love you and miss you everyday.
This year has been so lonely without you in it.We will be looking for you in every rainbow.Love forever
Melissa ans Gabby

K. Cavin

October 1, 2006

Dearest Family,
You are still in my thoughts & prayers. I think of John often. I know you loved him well. My son Cavin is in rehab & has been since I found him last December. All I know for sure is I will love him every day....as none of have any garentees in this life.
I will say I hate this drug & the millions of families it is; & has stolen from them. I do think of you often as Cavin was with John that week he died. My son is working hard to get his life back, although he still is not ready to leave rehab. God Willing. I am still so afraid for him....but God Be With You & Give You Grace.
Always

March 24, 2006

Dear John,



We love you. We understand.



Randa and Riyad

Nancy Neff

March 11, 2006

Hello Jane, Jean and Peter. I have been thinking of you all and hope that you are continuing to heal from your tremendous loss. I have John's picture on my fridge and continue to marvel at what a wonderful, sweet person he was. I know that Sarah misses him. I think of you and him as I hike through the red rocks of my new home. We keep him close to our hearts as we do you.

Diane Teichert

March 6, 2006

Dear Jane, Jean and Peter

The tributes written here are so sad, and so affirming of the love and courage in your family. We grieve for your loss of John and his loss of life.

Sincerely,

Diane

sarah rumbellow

January 30, 2006

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened."

Every day I smile because John happened in my life.

Tami Derezotes

January 3, 2006

Beannacht (Blessings)

On the day when

the weight deadens

on your shoulders

and you stumble

may the clay dance

to balance you.

And when your eyes

freeze behind

the grey window

and the ghost of loss

gets in to you,

may a flock of colors,

indigo, red, green,

and azure blue,

come to awaken in you

a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays

in the curach of thought

and a stain of ocean

blackens beneath you,

May there come across the waters

a path of yellow moonlight

to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours

may the clarity of light be yours

may the fluency of the ocean be yours

may the protection of the ancestors be yours

And so may a slow

wind work these words

of love around you,

an invisible cloak

to mind your life.

John O'Donohue

Anam Chara (soul friend)

Benjamin Moroney

December 15, 2005

John was a hero for me and a guide. His death shocked me in ways so greatly. I volunteered with him at the library and had to stop after his passing cause it reminded me of him too much, even though I know he would not have wanted this. If you would like the pages written at his memorial typed up I will do it for you in very little time. If its already done, can I request a copy?

Tami Derezotes

December 13, 2005

Dear Jean Jane and Peter... On Sunday, I lit a candle during the Worldwide Candle Lighting. Of course I lit it for Hillary and Rose, and many others, but this year I mostly thought about John. Actually, so much of my thought includes John. How precious this life is, how temporary. How powerful one lifetime can be, how much one person can do.

You three are doing so much to enlighten us all; with your open hearts, your candor, your willingness to spread the information about the truth of drugs today. And John, in just one short life, did so much. He emulaated true integrity, absolute truth and love. WOW, such a blessing. He felt all human emotions completely.

I was skiing down Will's Hill, and John was everywhere, and yet painfully, not here. I, like Paul, will miss him most when I realize he can't enjoy this perfect powder or that perfect sunset. Or, maybe he does and he is watching over all of us... Helping us all have a little more truth and integrity in each ezpression. And forget-me-nots, since I have known John, they have been my favorite mountain flower... Of course, he would choose forget-me-nots. He drew them on the letters he wrote to Liani Choles (my daughter) in grade school.



May the flame of love in all of our hearts light you and keep you safe and help to heal the immense grief that you are working through. With loving support, John, Jane, Jean and Peter, I will forget you not. Tami Derezotes

Jean Boyack

December 12, 2005

Dear Jean and Peter and Jane, thank you so much for the note and memories of John.

I can only imagine your pain, I was so hopeful that John had found another way. When I spoke with him in the days just preceding his tragic death he told me about his treatment and his intent to go to the University. He was always so supportive and proud of Amanda getting her life back together and starting at the University.



I understand the heartache of a child on drugs and alcohol. How quickly the bar drops from wanting a Harvard graduation to wanting your child just to survive.



If there is ever anything that I or Amanda can do for you just let us know. I really admire your honesty, so many parents have hidden their similar tragedies. They lose their ability to help other children in the same situation. You have been so lucky to have such supportive friends, many people shy away from the tragedy of parent's with addicted children, I guess from fear.



I know that John did not really realize he might die, it is so final and someone so young has a hard time understanding the finality.



Jean and Amanda

December 7, 2005

Dear Jean and Peter,



We received your lovely note today. Thank you.



The bravery and candor you have shown - we're in awe. No one will ever know how many people you have helped. Bless you.



Much love,

Chris and Barb

Debby Waitzman

November 24, 2005

Dear Jean and Peter,

While I don't know you personally, I know of you from my brother Norman Waitzman. He speaks of you guys often and I know you made the transition into Salt Lake City smoother for him and his family. I hope their friendship brings some solace and helps in your current transition. I was very touched by what you wrote in the Tribune and know John was and is deeply loved by many. God and peace be with you.

Susan and Dennis Corth/Glass

November 22, 2005

Dear Jean, Peter and Jane,



After more than two weeks, the words you spoke at John's gathering are still fresh in my thoughts. It seems impossible to make sense of what's happened to you and your family. Your commitment to be open and honest has removed a veil of complacency in many parents we have talked with over the past few weeks. Know that many are thinking of you and your family every day and wishing you peace. Our thoughts are with you. We only wish that they could bring you comfort.

Judy

November 19, 2005

Dear Peter, Jean and Jane,

My deepest sympathy goes out to all of you. I saw this young beautiful face in the paper and my heart just ached. John's smile is addicting. I couldn't take my eyes off his picture. You can tell that this wonderful young man had happiness in his life. I also am struggling with a son who also started using drugs at the young age of 13. He is now 21 and still is chained to this horrible way of life. I was so very impressed to see your strength Peter for being on the radio show Friday. You are truely a hero. My prayers go out to you and your family at this time of saddness and loss. May God bless you and your family and bring peace to make it through this sad time.

Sandi Daoust

November 18, 2005

Please, accept my most sincere sympathies on the loss of your precious son, John. I did not know him, but I know your pain well. I called into the talk show this morning to tell you about the loss of my own son, Robby Nunes, who also died of a herion overdose on 4/16/01, at the age of 19.


I ask God to grant you peace and pray that, in time, your memories grow sweeter and your pain less. I also ask God to bless you for speaking out like this. Somewhere in Heaven, a very special angel now guides you.

Lance Brown

November 17, 2005

I went to elementary school with John.

He was a great person and a good friend.

I was flabbergasted when I heard what happened, John had always been so athletic and healthy. My heart goes out to his family, I know they and many others will miss him.

Jacquie Kick

November 17, 2005

Dear Peter, Jean, and Jane,



I was updating my scrapbook last week and I came across some old photographs that I took at Antelope Island. There were all these wonderful pictures of Andrew, Paul, and John and all the O.C kids playing in the water, starting little grass fires with the magnifying glass, and of course putting up the tent. That day is one of my best memories of the fun all the boys had together. I will miss John and his long blonde hair and quiet smile. John was a good friend to all and a sweet young man. He will be missed.

Suzanne Cunningham

November 16, 2005

"Tender Soul", how true.



When I arrived home after a long day at the office, my son, a school mate of John's, ran up to me and said that his friend had died of an overdose. He was visibly shaken, saddened. I told him that I was so sad for him and for your family and that I wished him peace of mind, as do I wish you. After he walked away, I cried.



I am very sorry for the change in your life, and wish you much peace and comfort at this time knowing that John is a good and tender soul.

November 15, 2005

I too would like to add my appreciation for your honest and loving tribute to your son. Thank you for your courage.

Trevor Harper

November 14, 2005

I considered John my friend although I did not know him extremely well. John ran cross country with me our sophomore year in high school. John had an amazing aura around him all the time, and honestly I looked up to him. I loved running with him. I got to know him better while hanging out in the tetons with him, paul, and owen. For two summers we had a blast up there. I never could figure out exactly why, but i really did look up to John. Although we never became really close friends, we definitely had some awesome times together. Thanks John.

Paul Kimbrough

November 14, 2005

Today was a great day in the northwest. Although the sun never got very high in the November sky, it was sunny. The air was clean and crisp. I rode my bike to the silent bay where the water reflected the calm blue of the late afternoon. I loved every moment of it. However, tonight I have found myself looking for something. I think that I have been looking for John. I know that John would have shared the day with me in quiet love, he would have stood there and watched the sun set in perfect understanding of the moment. Thank you John for all that you have given me and all those around you.



With love your friend

name withheld

November 14, 2005

I do not know you, nor did I know your son, but your honesty has touched my family. My son-in-law was on a plane with his father on his way to The Betty Ford Center for his 5 year use of heroine. He is such a wonderful caring young man and my daughter loves him dearly. They have a 3yr old and a 1yr old. His dad was reading the paper on the plane trip, and J. noticed your son's obituary and said to his Dad, "Wow, that guy looks so young. What happened to him?" His Dad handed him the paper so he could read your wonderful tribute to your son. His Dad followed up with, "I hope we are not the next ones writing this story." We are praying that along with all the other stuff that has happened, John's obituary has an impact on our son-in-law, and anyone else with a loved one who is in the terrible grips of this drug.

Thank you and God bless your family.

Kim Bloom

November 14, 2005

Dear Jean, Peter, and Jane,

I don't know if you'll remember me, but we lived 2 doors down from you for a short time starting 3 years ago. When we had our little girl, Jean came by to see her, and Peter and Jean, you always had such joy in your faces when you would talk about her with us, and about raising your own two kids. We have often referred to Peter telling us "be sure to take her fishing and she'll turn out okay"...that is advice we will heed, yet it makes us so sad that while you did EVERYTHING RIGHT, it wasn't enough to conquer John's demons.



Whenever I would walk by your house with Tia in her stroller, I knew, just knew, that you were all inside TALKING...not watching tv, but being together. Your very house itself gave off the vibes of the warm and wonderful family it housed. I would see John around the neighborhood a lot. He was always kind and friendly. Little did I know how much he was suffering.



I learned of John's death on the news Friday night. My heart broke to listen to you talk about it. You are such kind and lovely people. I can't get you out of my mind. And I hold you in my heart. I've had a desire to just come by and hug you guys. I might do that sometime and I hope that is okay.



Clark and I send you our thoughts. Peace.

Name Withheld

November 14, 2005

I am also the mother of a child plauged with addiction. I want you to know that your hearfelt tribute to your son was beautiful and honest and touched my heart. I applaud you for your honesty, your willingness to share your thoughts, and I can tell you they helped me. I pray for your comfort and hope that maybe for a moment today I can help share your sorrow and lift you. May God bless you and comfort you at this time.

Bob Huefner

November 12, 2005

Peter, yesterday Norm Waitzman, upon my return to town, told of John’s death and of the loving reflections upon his life and your time with him. This morning I’ve had the emotional privilege of sharing the guest book responses to joys John brought to life and the support that you, Jean, and Jane provided—and gained from—him. Your review of his life gives us new commitment to share the best of times and to build understanding of life’s challenges. With sympathy and appreciation.

Leslie Lewis

November 11, 2005

I remember a honey-skinned, white- haired athlete in swimming trunks at my son's birthday party at Cherry Hill. And there he was again at the Liberty Park pool for his own birthday party. He had an easy smile and a friendly nature.

I appreciate the wonderful story about John's life. John and his story have touched so many people.

Bless you

November 11, 2005

I do not know you or your family. but this story touched my heart so much. You are such an honest family and you have a beautiful son. I am saving this article for my teenage son to show him what could happen to him or any one he knows if they choose to try drugs. I have so much respect for you and the truthfulness of your life. He is up above watching over you and your family. Don't ever think that you did wrong as parents because when we are young we know it all and parents don't know anything. He knew you were right about it all. He wants you to know that.

Jim & Donna Platner

November 10, 2005

Sincere condolences from us and all your friends at CPWR. As you know, our son is only two years older and I can't begin to imagine your sorrow.

Kim and Walter Harper

November 10, 2005

Dear Jean, Peter and Jane,

I feel I am a much better person after having read these tributes to John. And this world is a much better place because John shared his caring, tender spirit so freely. Jean, your dad John Reagan and his wonderful wife Janice are life friends of our family here in Southern Pines, NC. The Reagans are the best...just ask anyone in town! (I met you here when you visited Brownson). Upon their return flight from Utah to NC, I had a chance to visit with John and Janice and take them some food. We talked of the glowing spirit that John was and is. For decades, my husband and I have enjoyed flyfishing and hiking. Camping in Yellowstone and the Tetons is our favorite thing. I will indeed think about and "talk about" your John when I look up into those glorious mountains. Our hope is that rereading these tributes to John will give your family comfort. May words help as much as is humanly possible to put a smile on your faces and a spring in your step. We Harpers send you much love.

Robert Christiansen

November 9, 2005

Dear Peter and Jean,



Please know that I share your great sadness at the loss of your son. How tragic it is that this has occured. My thoughts and prayers and those of my wife are with you.

Terrance Cantrell

November 9, 2005

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.

Mimi Waitzman

November 9, 2005

Dear Peter, Jean and Jane,

My brother Norman wrote to me of your terrible loss. My heart goes out to all of you at this unspeakably sad time. I have read about John in this obituary and Norm's eulogy, and I'm sad for me, too, because I never got to meet such a special human being. I hope I get to meet you all when next I'm in Utah. With warmest wishes from London, UK. Mimi Waitzman

Tyler Bugden

November 9, 2005

I have vivid memories of one of John's first days longboarding. John, myself, Paul kimbrough, and Shawn Komlos rode up to lambs canyon in Paul Kimbrough's car while listening to the Toots and the Maytals. John seemed to introduce a happy reggae-like spirit into all of our lives through his musical interests. He certainly did on that day; the blue skies, the fall leaves, and the rippling stream beside the road all seemed harmonic with John as he carved down the canyon like water would with his thick locks flowing behind him in the wind. I vividly remember that day every time i listen to the Toots and the Maytals. The day was peaceful and symbolic of the inner peace that John often portrayed.

On that first day of longboarding John outrode all of us who had rode before. His athletic excellence and natural talent always amazed me, and he exhibited this excellence with great modesty.

I, like many of my best friends (Paul kimbrough, Shawn Komlos, and Trevor Harper), always looked up to John. I will miss John.

tim smeeding

November 9, 2005

Peter:



I am very sorry to see this notice and my condolensces go out to you and your family; hang in there,



Tim

Mary & Stefano Merva

November 9, 2005

Dear Jean, Peter, and Jane,

We are so sorry about your loss. There are few words to say other then our thoughts are with you and your family at this time. Mary and Stefano, Rome, Italy.

Kathy

November 8, 2005

The tide recedes,

But leaves behind

Bright seashells on the sand.

The sun goes down,

But gentle warmth

Still lingers on the land.

The music stops,

Yet echoes on

In sweet refrains...

For every joy that passes,

Something beautiful remains.



—Author Unknown



From what I understand of John's affinity with nature and the out-doors, I am sure you will see plently of "John-Joy" for years to come. I pray you receive comfort from them.



With deepest sympathy,

Pam Clark

November 8, 2005

Dear Jean, Peter and Jane,



I was so sorry to hear about John. Although I have not seen him for a couple of years, my experience with him as his student teacher in sixth grade at the OC was one I will never forget. I instantly bonded with John as we shared a love of the outdoors especially fishing. He was so patient and willing to try anything new that I asked him to do. He will always be one of my favortite kids! Travis and Steven enjoyed skiing with him at Brighton and will miss him very much. John was a special person who will remain in my heart always. I will continue to talk about him.

Ella White, University of Puget Sound

November 8, 2005

I went to the OC with John for a few years, and though we weren't close friends, he always seemed like a sweet guy. I remember thinking how cool he and Paul Kimbrough were. I just wanted to say that I'm so sorry for what happened.

cherise sheehan

November 8, 2005

well i really never knew john but my health teacher read his obituary to my class it touched me and i could tell u guys are going through alot i know how it feels to lose someone to heroine m deepest sympathy to all who knew him

David Packer

November 8, 2005

I couldn't think of a worse way to discover Peter's middle name. John made a huge impression in my life. I first met John at Clayton Middle School. I hung out with him and eventually discovered his usage of marijuana. I wanted to fit in with John, him being my hero, and try smoking with him. He strongly disagreed with me trying. He said that I was too smart to go the way he went. I just wish I would've had the strength to bring him with me. The more I think about it I had a lot more in common with him, seeing how we were both on a first name basis with his father. Peter, Jean, and Jane my heart and love go out to you guys. I love you all and am sorry for our loss. I know I won't be able to take John's place but I sure would love to try. I love you!

Betsy Spiegel

November 8, 2005

I was Johns P.E. Teacher in 7th and 8th grade at Clayton Middle School. Although every student that passes through the doors of Clayton is special in some way, some seem to leave a lasting impression. John was definitely one of those students for me. I remember how much he loved to run and how good at it he was. He made it look effortless and I never had to "coax" him to give it his best on the days we ran the mile in class. I think I connected with John so much because of his passion for the outdoors and sense of adventure. He enjoyed doing many of the activities that I did and it was always exciting on Mondays to hear about what he and Paul K. did over the weekend. Whether it was digging an avalanche pit, skiing or camping out on a cold blistery weekend John always seemed to do something out of the ordinary and unique for kids his age. Middle school is such a time of transition for kids, I am always delighted when I run into my students years later and find out what great things they are doing with their lives. I wish that I had that opportunity with John because I know that even though his life was short he was able to accomplished some truly great things. Jane....John could not have had a greater sister, I can only imagine how hard this is must be for you, my heart goes out to you during this challenging time, keep strong.

Pam Bradshaw Fitches

November 8, 2005

Heartbreak.

A colleague told me about an obituary Friday that made her cry. My heart began to stagger with the details as I realized, my God, it was John.

Jean, Peter, Jane; I will always hold close the vision and laughter of the sweet kindergarten boy I knew. Sending you love and holding deep peace for you with this heartbreak.

Heartbreak.

Pam, former OC kindergarten teacher

Sarah Cover

November 7, 2005

Jean, Peter, and Jane,

It's been awhile since I last saw John in person, however, he had such a wonderful presence that it would be difficult to forget the times when I saw John more frequently. I remember as a little girl being in awe of him. His quiet generosity and affinity with nature made me wish I had an older brother of my own. I admired the way he so instinctively knew about life and his enthusiasm in connecting with others. These qualities made me want to learn and live with more gusto.

With love,

Grace Centini

November 7, 2005

If you read between the lines

Of the script that is our life

You may find that

The writing holds the answers

To the questions white and black



If you look deep inside

Into the heart that is our life

You may find out

That sincerity is the oxygen

You cannot live without



If you taste the sweetness

The utter truth and pureness

You may see

The way in which to go

The wings to fly free

November 7, 2005

I do not know John, but the situation is all too familiar. it takes alot to be as honest as your family has been and i think it is great. all my love and prayers go out to your family.

anonymous anonymous

November 6, 2005

I went to east for a short time with john.. he was so unique and loved by all those who knew him.. he had such passion for the outdoors and i know he shared that passion in many of the things he did in his short life.. he influenced so many lives and will be remembered for all the amazing things he brought to this world.. the crazy world that this is.. i will miss you john.. we all will

Addie Benson-Kingsland

November 6, 2005

John was a great kid. Although I have no complete memories of him, what I do remember paints an accurate picture of his personality and love for life.



He was the kid who taught me to appreciate the bugs on the ground. To this day I am fascinated and refuse to squash anything crawling.



We played hop scotch in your driveway with many different colors of chalk. John showed me how to use those rubber disk things.



I fell on my bike and John helped me up.



He was drawing something in the dirt with a stick, and I watched, fascinated.



We were doing a craft thing at Wheeler Farm and I couldn't for the life of me figure it out. John left his project to come help me.



I remember his smile.



Although his death was and continues to be very confusing, it's the little things that help us remember him best.



Namaste.

Brent Cook

November 6, 2005

From the first time I really got to know John as a parent-teacher at the OC; it was clear this kid had an extraordinary drive and uniquely compassionate soul. Whenever I saw John over the years skiing, camping or sitting on the couch, those qualities never changed or left him. That John had so much potential to go wherever he wanted in life makes it all the more a waste to lose him. If there is anything to gain from this tragedy it is that I sincerely hope John’s contemporaries remember his potential and compassion and use that to always live and experience their lives to the fullest. You only get one shot here.

Sharon (Bailey) Sorenson

November 6, 2005

Jean,

I worked with you at the phone company, at the time it was US West. I remember how much you wanted this little boy and how excited you were to bring him in for us all to see. And then again when you got Jane. I remember you as being the sweetest person always had a smile on your face. I know you were the best mom, and John was lucky to have you and Peter for his parents in his short life. My heart goes out to you and your family.

Louis Borgenicht

November 6, 2005

Memorial for John Reagan Phillips: 11/5/05



“Anyone’s death always releases something like an aura of stupefaction, so difficult is it to grasp this eruption of nothingness and to believe it

has actually taken place.” These are the words of Gustav Flaubert.



I have been John’s pediatrician since he first came into all of our lives. In the past few years I would not see him regularly but when I did we would chat about Yellowstone, fly fishing and whatever…he was a sensitive and very cool kid.



I often tell new parents that an inherent part of being a parent means feeling guilty. It comes with the territory. When our children get sick it is easier to fault ourselves for their illness than to accept the fact that

it may have developed for no ascertainable reason. If we can blame ourselves we believe we have some control over the situation. We are not the playthings of a capricious and uncertain universe.



But this was one of those tragic situations where guilt was not even an issue. The reality of John’s death was biological. The drugs had a life and determinism of their own



Our memories will continue to nourish the heart and grief will abate. It will never disappear, though, because the universe has been turned upside down and inside out.



Perhaps we can take some solace in the words of Francis Gunther writing in Death Be Not Proud:



“Nothing, not even the birth of one’s own child, brings one so close to life as his death.”

K Cavin

November 5, 2005

And a woman held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.

And he said:

Your children are not your childen.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you. And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls. For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the the path of the infinite, and He bends you with his might that His arrows may go swift & far. Let your bending in the archers hand be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.

Kelly Cavin

November 5, 2005

Although I did not know John. My son Cavin knew him & spoke of him as a spirit of the most gentle & giving. My heart breaks for you as you have lost this battle with this swept under the carpet disease heroin. I too have lost my son to heroin, he has been missing for months. I have read so much of a young man with so much to give & all the good & joy Johns short life brought to so many. May The Lord Show You His Gift Of Peace

Hillary Pruitt

November 5, 2005

I grew up with john at CCNS and at the OC. His presence brought about a urge to get up and do something, whether it was playing 9 square or just getting up to enjoy the view.

Everyone, especially the girls wanted to be around John, his spirit was so bright and inviting that even now i know that he is here in everyone that he has ever touched and came in to contact with.

This quote reminds me of john so much, it seems like something he'd say "he left pieces of himself behind him everywhere he went. 'Its easier to feel the sunlight without them,' he said." John actually lived and not many can say that they have.

my thoughts and love go out to Jean, Peter and Jane, I love guys so much and i just want you to know that john has left this hand print on my heart.

Namaste

Alisa Cutler

November 5, 2005

Having lost a nephew, like my brother, to an overdose several years ago, and as a frequent reader of the obituaries, I wanted to say how much respect I have for you and your family for your honesty and beautiful words. John was clearly a beautiful soul, and you, his parents, must be as well. My prayers are with you during this difficult time.

Katherine Pioli

November 5, 2005

I will admit that it has been a few years since I last saw John and even longer since we were students together at the Open Classroom. But strangely when I heard that he had died I immediately knew that I would miss him, even worse I could think of dozens of people who would miss him even more. I wish that I could be home in Salt Lake now to be with these people and to give them my love, but this little inadequate note will have to suffice.

Erin Simmons

November 5, 2005

As a frequent reader of the obituaries, I want to commend you on your honesty. What a wonderful and heartfelt tribute to your precious boy. I pray that it will help another soul as they confront addiction. Your willingness to let people read about your tragedy may prevent another one and that is the true mark of humanity. Your son is lucky to be a member of a family that sets a wonderful example in the aftermath of a tragedy. My prayers are with you.

Shahrukh Khan

November 5, 2005

Dear Peter and family,

My heartfelt condolences. I pray that you find the strength to bear this tragic loss and come through stronger to continue to make the world better as you wonderful people have been doing.

Shahrukh

Suzanne Tronier

November 5, 2005

I didn't know John, but I am the mother of someone who did. I have volunteered at City Academy for several years and know some of the kids who are deeply saddened by his death. I remember them telling me-- long before this-- what a truly nice kid he was. I grieve for you now. This kind of death strikes fear in the hearts of all parents who know how reckless our kids can be as they jump full force into the world without understanding the consequences. My heart goes out to you.

Gunseli and Cihan

November 5, 2005

Today is the third day of life without John. We got to know John on our family travels. Our son looked up to John; John taught him how to catch fish with bread in a plastic bag, initiating his love and talent for fishing. John chose to spend hours going up and down a stretch of Green River on a small kayak, each time taking either our son or daughter along, when he could have enjoyed more challenging rapids on his own. Even at 16 (on our last travel together) when he gravitated toward kids his age, John was our son’s buddy, despite a 7 year age difference. The last time we saw John was in June 2005 in downtown Salt Lake. It was a year and a half since we had last seen him. He had become a beautiful young man. John approached us, hugged us, and struck a friendly conversation, asking us about us. The teenage shyness had given way to warm maturity. We thought “what an accomplishment, Jean and Peter! We always marveled at your parenting skills, the layers of balance each decision and word represented. The John we talked to that June evening was testimony to your unconditional love and support, your untiring efforts at creating a family circle of non-materialistic values, love of nature and human beings. Little did we know that John was not yet free of the beast.

Jill Alger-James

November 5, 2005

Jean, Peter and Jane,

I am so sorry for your loss, for all of our loss. I did not know John very well but every time I saw him he made my heart sing. His love for the out of doors was so obvious, his love for this earth was so in-bedded in his being, if only he could have put that love towards himself. Drugs are a horrible thing. Thank you for sharing a bit of his story, not being ashamed. Instead you show great love and wisdom for John and Jane and for the community that surrounds all of our lives. You have been so courageous and never waivered in what you wanted most for John. You are amazing parents and Jane I am so sure you were an amazing sister, John was lucky to have you all.

Jill

Jeff Dodge

November 5, 2005

John (Bubbles) - A heart filled only with love. Your short, passionate presence made a beautiful impact upon all who knew you. Thank you Brother!

Nate Salazar

November 5, 2005

Bubbles, you're a good man and will be missed. Peace out see ya soon.

Lindsey Kanehara

November 5, 2005

I know that he is not here now but he will be with us always in our minds and in our hearts. Now he is free from the oppression of addiction. Keep it simple.

Alyssa Trivett

November 5, 2005

John I didn't know you that well. But I know that you were a great person and a great friend! I just wish I could have gotten to know you better. You will always be loved and remebered by many people! You were a great person! R.I.P John!



-Alyssa Trivett-

Sara Meadows

November 4, 2005

John was one of those kids at school that, even if you had never talked to him, you knew who he was. He always had a reputation for being kind and friendly to everyone around him, and he will be greatly missed.

K & M Quealy

November 4, 2005

Thank you for your honest, open obituary. We have a 20 year old recovering-heroin-addict son, and know the pain you have experienced. Ours too is a flyfisher, skier and outdoorsman with a gentle, sweet spirit. I once was told that the gentle ones appear most vulnerable. The disease of addiction is such a horrific villian. John's story touched very close to our hearts. One day at a time for you and your family. God bless you.

Mehmet Bilginsoy

November 4, 2005

On trips to Belize, Costa Rica, and the Green River, John was like an older brother to me. I always looked up to him.

May he always rest in peace.

Elizabeth Howell

November 4, 2005

I am so sorry about your loss. Your family has my heartfelt sympathy.

Thank you so much for being honest and direct about John's addiction and his struggles to get better. Your honesty has touched and helped many people, and is a great tribute to John's life.

Bonnie

November 4, 2005

I feel compelled to add to these thoughts. I did not know him either but his story is much like my own precious son's. Thank you for the heart breaking authenticity and the intimate look @ the soul of such a beautiful young man. He lives on-finally free of the chains of addiction-in the arms of a loving Father. You will see and hold him again because of love. There is no stronger power in the universe.

Creighton

November 4, 2005

Jane, Jean and Peter - I can't express my deepest sympathy for your loss of John. And I am so sorry that I am out of town and can't be there for support. We love your friendship and especially the joy Jane brings when she comes by the house. I was shocked when Lisa told me how she and Jean were talking about John the night before he passed, and then...this. Again, I am so sorry for your loss. Cherish each day, and love those around you.

Baya Voce-Hoffmann

November 4, 2005

Dearest John,

I'll never forget our time together at the open classroom. And as long as it has been since those days, I have yet to meet up with someone whose eyes don't reflect our childhood there. In the all too epic words of Van Morrison, "let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic" I love you John, your presence will be with me always.

Baya

JERI BROWN

November 4, 2005

DEAR JEAN,PETER,JANE

I AM SO VERY SORRY TO HERE ABOUT JOHN. PLEASE KNOW THAT MY MEMORIES OF HIM WAS THE LITTLE BOY WITH THE BEAUTIFUL HAIR,

AND HIS KIND AND SWEETNESS WHENEVER HE CAME INTO THE OFFICE. I WISH YOU ALL PEACE AND COMFORT AT THIS DIFFICULT TIME.

Jane Allen

November 4, 2005

Jean, Peter, and Jane: We all do our best, but sometimes that is not enough. Words escape me to express my sorrow at thiw news. I wish I could come to the srvice, but this will have to suffice. It is not a surprise that you elected to tell the entire story, since that has always been how you do things. We will be thinking of you.

Jane Allen, Mark and Christine Doman.

Claudia

November 4, 2005

The essence of John,



I am the peace maker on the battlefield, a considerate observer who delights in other people’s quiet joys. I’m a naturally strong, healthy, wholesome beach boy. I’m an untamed tarantula; sly, twinkling and mischievous. I am a fly fishing freak that is a peaceful traveler.



6th grade graduation diploma

Love ya,

Derek wheeler

November 4, 2005

Johny was a great guy, i will always remeber art class with him.He will always be remebered in my mind and many many others.i will miss him and hes always loved.R.i.p john

Maryacrossthestreet

November 4, 2005

Dear Peter, Jean, and Jane,

I am so sorry about John. I cannot count the times we waved and smiled at each other as one or the other arrived home or left on one of those innumerable sidetrips in our busy lives. I would smile at his hair and smile even more at the warm, gentle light in his shining eyes and his friendly words. I marvel now how the time I have lived in my house seems to have been measured by the growth of John and Jane, from tiny cannonballs of energy and speed to grown and loving and lovely adults. Watching them grow has been one of the great pleasures of being your neighbor. Please know that you and John are all in my heart, and that, even as we bid him farewell for a time, others are reaching out in love to welcome him home again.

Jana Lee Koyle

November 4, 2005

John was a very good friend of my daughter's. She loved him deeply. When she left for college to Boston she left her very much loved bird "Squishy" in care of John. The bird loved John and Jess felt it appropriate that he go to live with him. My son also knew John and thought the world of him. Even though I only met him a few times I remember him being such a beautiful boy. Inside and out. My daughter regrets that she cannot come out from school in Boston to attend his funeral so I will be there in her place. I am so sorry for his loss!

amanda carpenter

November 4, 2005

Jean, I met you breifly over the phone when you were making treatment arrangments for John. I want you to know how much I appreciate the candor of John's obituarie. Addiction is often kept a secret, which is a terrible disservice to the disease and most importantly the people it touches. My thoughts are with your family.

-Amanda Carpenter

Karen O'Toole

November 4, 2005

I am so sorry to here about John. He was a sweet spirit. I will always remember him on the basketball floor, having the time of his life, I will miss his wonderful smiling face.

name withheld

November 4, 2005

I am a relative of one of your neighbors - that's how I met John. My deepest, deepest condolences on the loss of your precious son. He was such a good young man, with a terrible demon. Thank you for sharing such a poignant obituary. Heroin is indeed a thief and a murderer.

Katherine Krahulec

November 4, 2005

I don't even think he knew my name. But it doesn't matter. He was always nice to me--to everybody--and that's why I miss him. He was an incredible person. I was struck deeply when I found out he had died, and it will stick with me for a long time. I miss John, and I know so does everyone else who ever met him. I'm so sorry Jane, Jean, Jessica, and Paul. We will never forget him.

Carla Kelley

November 4, 2005

I am so soryy for your loss. I saw John at the library on Monday. He was so pleasant and polite and asked me how I was, and asked that I tell my daughter Lindsay hello. We will miss him and send heartfelt empathy to you and yours.

Carla Kelley, teacher at City Academy

RS & CH

November 4, 2005

Thank you for your humble service in naming the cause of your son’s death. We too have suffered the tragic, incomprehensible loss of a beautiful and treasured young person to the disease of addiction. Though we don’t know you, we know your suffering and pray that you will be comforted and strengthened, and ultimately know peace. May your son’s spirit reveal itself to you through your surviving loved ones, through nature, and through Grace itself. Namaste.

Name Withheld

November 4, 2005

I did not know your son or your family, but I was very touched by John's obituary. My sons became involved with marijuana at about the same age, and through the grace of God, were caught by the police. They have since turned their lives around, but it could just as easily been them who died of overdoses. Thank you so much for sharing John's story. You are very courageous parents.

Eboni Page

November 4, 2005

John was an amazing guy. I met him through mutual friends my freshman year at East, and we worked together at Foothill Library. Being around John was always fun; there was never a dull moment when he was around. He knew how to make me laugh and was there when I needed him. I will always remember him. My sympathy goes out to the family, especially to his sister, Jane.

kule oman

November 4, 2005

John was a great man never left anyone out. He had the biggest heart and every one will miss him. but he will allways be remembered as a kind and careing man

Tammy Murillo

November 4, 2005

My daughter, Gabriela, is a 9th grade student at City Academy. She admires John's friendly, gentle ways. She mentions that in her experience, he treated younger students with respect. There will always be a place in our hearts for John, and I think there will be a spot for him in the group hugs she is so fond of being a part of!

Leigh Gutting

November 4, 2005

Jean, Jane and Peter - My love goes out to you, and you are always in my thoughts. I remember John as a lively and fantastic kid. He was an OC kid. I remember, soon after his surgery for his vertebrae, John was back in Donene's class, climbing all over the loft - surgery couldn't stop him for a minute. I love you all. -Leigh

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