John Reagan Philips
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Aug 2, 1986 to Nov
3, 2005 |
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 John spent much of his summers in the 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 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 ninth 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 Published in the
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