Monday, April 15, 2019
Ken Phillips is an Icon of all our collective childhoods. You always knew exactly where he’d be, any day of the week. I always made sure to stop in and see him on my way to the Callan’s ponds. He didn’t say much...but you watched him pour everything he had into whatever he was fixing. He treated people well, and will always be well-remembered by those of us who were lucky enough to have crossed paths with the man.
His journey continues, and the community will comfort his family.
It’s how we roll.
