Bryan A. Phillips

A Tribute From:
Amy Mooney, Donor Daughter

Strong Helping Hands

If you could think it, he could build it. My Dad is Bryan Phillips. He is so brilliant with tools and constructing buildings and homes. I have pictures of my Dad and I doing an addition to our home on Marconi Avenue in Glendale, Arizona. I have drywall on my face and in my hair and my Dad is standing behind me with a big smile on his face. I was fifteen at the time the pictures were taken. I was happy to help the bedroom that I shared with my sister come to life.

We have three sons that admired and shared many good adventures with my Dad. They went through mines, caves, out for donuts and a Coke, and they even built a tree house together in our back yard.

My son, Adam, was adopted by my husband. Adam wanted to keep the name Phillips after his Papa. "It's not just a name, it's that he was really close to me as a Papa and I want to be like him when I am older," Adam says.

Even though you are in heaven, Dad, we feel you with us. It's only goodbye for now. Until we see each other in paradise.

We love and miss you,
Steven, Amy, Adam, Jacob and Luke Mooney