Philip A. Towle

Uncle Phil, I have difficulty grasping the idea that I will no longer be able to go to Camp to see you. I remember all the times you used to take Dylan, Kacie and me to the other side of the lake. I would always get cold from swimming first, and you would sit on the beach with me and tell me stories about you as a kid, or the games that you and your brothers used to play on that same beach. You were an amazing man, above all others. There was never anything you didn't want to hear about,...

There are times in life when a person has no words. This, however, is not one of those times. My difficulty now is more that I have too many words for you, My Uncle Phil. Society tells today's youth to talk to their elders and listen to their amazing stories. Uncle Phil, you were the prime example of some of those amazing stories. And while there will never be another beet on my dinner plate quite like yours, I will take pleasure in teaching everyone I know that a few seconds in a...

Uncle Phil, though I only knew you through marriage, and the years were only 10, you were at my home every Christmas Eve for all of those. I remember you and Dad driving up to our NH home and how very much you enjoyed the Stowe store sandwiches, and especially the sweets. You were perhaps the kindest, most generous man I have ever had the honor of knowing. We all love you so much. You will be missed, more than I can say. You're out of your pain, now you can rest in peace. Until we meet again...

Uncle Phil was like a second father.I can still remember when I and my brothers and sisters were kids;the times when Uncle Phil and my grandmother would take us on trips to Santas'Village and Clarks' Trading Post(Black Bear on platform high up that telephone pole)!All the good times at camp. There is so much more I could say about Uncle Phil;Thank-You Uncle Phil for always being there.I love you and I will see you again some day. Rick

I wish to thank Mr. Towle for his service to our country in WW2. They are a fanishing group not to be forgotten.

My Uncle Phil, who was much more than an uncle to all of us, was one of the greatest men I will ever know. He stepped up when his father died and he was just a boy. He mentored his sisters and his younger brother. He supported his mother in her difficult times and brought great joy to everyone with his knowlege, humor and fun-loving spirit. He helped teach us all to swim and boat, pick blueberries at the lake's edge and microwave marshmallows until they blew up! We played checkers and...