In Memory

Philip Duncan Reese

Philip Duncan Reese



 
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07/09/20 08:08 PM #1    

Paul Asaban

Phil sat next to me in class. Sixth grade I think. One day, his seat was empty. A few days passed, and it was still empty. Then we got the news. It was hard to comprehend at that age...


07/13/20 09:28 PM #2    

Carol Bradford

Philip died in 8th grade, when we were in Bellevue, on April 18, 1966. He was born in France; his mother's family was French, and he is buried in the family vault in Gazeran, Yvelines, which is near Rambouillet.

edit: Philip's father was born in France of an American father and a French mother. Philip's maternal grandfather was French and his maternal grandmother was English.  


07/14/20 02:29 PM #3    

Sally Perry (Pemrick)

Thanks, Carol. I don't remember this.

07/15/20 06:56 PM #4    

Paul Asaban

Thanks for the update Carol. I do remember most of our conversations were in French. 


07/15/20 10:06 PM #5    

Carol Bradford

Philip's funeral at the American Church on the quai d'Orsay was the first one I had attended. So sad. His parents had another son a couple of years later, who was named Neal Philip.


07/15/20 11:51 PM #6    

Alexandra Schouvaloff ((Dorman))

I didn't know anything about Phil. Thanks for the info.

07/17/20 09:10 AM #7    

Jeff Hamilton

I arrived at ASP in January of 1966. It was mid-year 8th grade in Bellevue. Since I didn't know anybody, Mr. Donnelly invited me to sit with him at the "bad boys" table in the cafeteria at lunch. "Bad boys" is a misnomer. It was an odd mix, and Phil was among them. By then he was going in and out of the hospital, so I only knew him for a short time.


07/19/20 05:51 PM #8    

Robert Cowart (Cowart)

Philip and I were friends and he lived just down the street from me on blvd de montmorency. We boarded the school bus together and would get together from time to time after school. My mom was friends with Mrs. Reese and would accompany her to the American Hospital Of Paris, where Philip was being treated. My mom would come home from the hospital and tell me about Philip's condition. It was depressing and Philip knew his fate about mid way through the treatment. Philip died of a brain tumor. R.I.P. Philip.

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