Philip was like a brother to me, he was part of our family. I think of him everyday. There are always memories that flood back to me making me smile. No matter what he always thought of his family and friends first. He and I would sit and listen to music and draw, paint, or sketch. We enjoyed this very much. He never was to busy to join in. He loved the arts and he came up with some interesting drawings. We spent many days listening to music and singing along to the top of our lungs as we rode in the car together. We both couldn't sing, but poured our hearts out anyways. We would often laugh at ourselves and continue with our ballads. I miss him and his laughter. We had so many laughs. I love you Philip. Love always your big sis, and best friend Leslie