Well, I guess if Phil was still alive, he'd be 22 today. Caught up to the rest of us; he was the baby of the group. It's been over three months since he passed, but somehow it still doesn't seem like it's real. This time of the year is around when we'd all be seeing him, dropping in for the holidays, etc. Tonight we'll be celebrating the birthday that wasn't to be, and if he's in a place where he can possibly escape for a little bit, I wouldn't be surprised if he pays us all a visit.