|Corporal Christopher Phillips at 29 Palms, Ca.
|Desert life is tough! Have a safe trip home!
July 2016 update: Chris was asked to go on a secret deployment on a ship that he was not able to name
to his family. He left in mid May and will be finally home by mid July. This should be the last deployment for him and
his 4 year enlistment is up in October. When Chris left for the Marines on October 22, 2012, he left with just the clothes
on his body. When he returns in a few months, he will be returning with a Wife, new baby on the way and his dog, Rocky! We
are all proud of his service to our Country!
September 7th 2015- Update- Chris has served close to 3 years in the Marines and is now on his 2nd deployment.
At the end of July, Chris shipped out to Romania and will be visiting many places in this area. I appreciate all your prayers
and support of Chris and we are wishing him a safe and speedy return home!
Chris would like to thank everyone for the fantastic welcome home and a special
thanks to the Warrior Watch Riders and the Philadelphia Police Officers for the awesome escort from the airport to his home
in Fox Chase. On behalf of our family, I would again like to thank eveyone for their prayers and support for Chris during
his important mission in Africa!
|Hero's Welcome Home!
|600 Block of Stanwood Street
I am grateful to announce that Chris will be returning home
to Fox Chase on Saturday July 26th for a well deserved rest. Our family, friends and Community appreciate your service
and sacrifice that you made during these past 7 months. We are very proud of the great things that you accomplished
|Welocme back to Fox Chase!
Update: Chris left Africa on July 2nd
and is presently in Sicily, Italy. During his 6 months of service protecting the lives of American citizens and helping to
maintain the stability of this region, Chris would often visit a local orphanage during his free time to provide food and
snacks to the children. After viewing this photo, it is very clear to see the positive influence that Chris made on these
orphans. Just like the many dedicated volunteers of the Fox Chase Town Watch, who give their free time to help keep our neighborhood
safe and clean, Chris did a great job representing the spirit of our organization even though he was 7300 miles away! We are
all very proud of you!
|The spirit of the Fox Chase Town Watch in Africa!
|Local orphans model our T-shirt!
|The spirit of our organization on display.
|February 2nd 2014 Chris in jungle of Uganda
|Chris in center of photo with children of Uganda
|Chris making friends with local boy
|Notice boy is holding Chris pinky!
|February 1st 2014 Home Sweet Home for 8 months
|Holiday Inn- Uganda!
Chris was only one year old when Eddie Polec was
tragically beaten to death on November 11th 1994 on the steps of Saint Cecilia’s. When
our Town Watch formed shortly after Eddie’s death, I quickly signed up to help out in any way possible. As a young parent
with two small children (daughter Jessica was 4), I could not imagine the pain the Polec’s were going through losing
their son to senseless violence. I wanted to make a positive contribution to our community and I always hoped that my deeds
would have a positive influence on my 3 children.
My duties with the
Town Watch seemed pretty simple. Hop in your car on a Friday or Saturday night and drive around our neighborhood for a couple
of hours. If I saw something suspicious, I would radio our base with this information. Having just moved in to Fox Chase in
1993, I did not know many people so I began bringing my daughter Jessica (age 5 now) to keep me company while patrolling our
streets. Most of these patrols were very boring so having one of my children with me gave me the perfect opportunity to explain
the dangers of the streets to them over time. Of course, stopping at Wawa for an ice cream or candy helped to entice them.
When Chris got a little older and found out I was taking his older sister
out on patrol, and more importantly, to Wawa for a treat, he naturally wanted to go too. When patrolling, my children would
always ask questions such as “what is that man doing”, “what are those teenagers doing”. This gave
me a great opportunity to explain to them the dangers of drugs and alcohol along with other negative behaviors like graffiti
and vandalism. Fox Chase was not immune to all of these classic teen behaviors. I often would tell my children that we were
out here trying to protect people and keep our neighborhood safe. I cannot help to feel in my heart and
mind that this may have played a part in my son’s decision to join the U.S. Marines.
Fox Chase, while within the boundaries of the City of Philadelphia, felt like
the suburbs to me when my parents moved us up here from the blue collar neighborhood of Kensington in 1983. Nevertheless,
Eddie’s death shattered this feeling of “utopia” and made us all realize that danger is lurking. We needed
to step up as a community!
Uganda, Africa- Helping to keep our world safe!
|November 2013 Virginia
|Chris and his unit training Ugandan Soldiers
The Middle Years
It did not take long to notice Chris’ athleticism. He was walking
at nine months and loved throwing any kind of ball. As soon as we could find a sport to sign him up, we did not hesitate to
let him take a shot. For the next 15 years, sports dominated Chris’ attention. Football, soccer, baseball, basketball,
hockey, track, wrestling, karate and boxing to name a few! Chris enjoyed the camaraderie of being on a team, and always got
along with his teammates. All his coaches loved him too and many allowed him to play two sports at one time. Often after a
rough and tumble football game, Chris would strip off his pads and put on his soccer uniform for a game an hour later. You
could never tell that he just played an exhausting game of football. Chris’ energy level was unrelenting! The only thing
I remember shutting Chris down was when he contracted mono. Even injuries sometimes could not shut him down. Chris learned
to work hard in sports and never give up. He never got his emotions too “high” when he won or too “low”
when he lost a tough game. Chris kept his emotions well grounded. These are many of the necessary qualities that the U.S.
Marines desire in an individual.
While I cannot remember the first moment that
Chris stated his desire to join the Marines, neither side of our immediate family members had any military service. I guess
that is why I did not take Chris very seriously when he sometimes mentioned the Marines. When Chris entered his senior year
of high school, we had him apply to 10 colleges in early October of that year. Within a few months, 8 out of the 10 colleges
had accepted Chris. Since Chris was looking at law enforcement as a possible career, he was going to major in criminal justice
One day in March of 2012, Chris sent me a text
telling me that he needed to talk to me face to face. As a parent, you always tend to think it might be
something bad, since it is usually the parent that requests the face to face with their child. When we met, Chris informed
me that he did not think he was ready for college. I always knew he was not doing 3hours of homework each night like my 2
daughters usually did, but he often achieved 1st or 2nd honors at Father Judge High School. Chris is
smart but opening a book for 3 hours is not his cup of tea.
Chris informed me of his decision to skip college, I kept my disappointment inside of me. I simply asked him what his plan
“B” is. Chris was ready with his answer and quickly pulled out a book from his back pocket. It was test guide
for the military. Chris’ dream of becoming a US Marine was back on the front burner!
Becoming a Marine
Chris scored very high on the military test. I
guess I should not have been very surprised. The test is not like the SAT’s but more practical knowledge. Chris pretty
much had every position available to pick from, however, he only wanted the infantry- 0311 (aka- bullet catchers). I immediately
attempted to talk Chris in to becoming a MP since he was interested in law enforcement. Chris stated that he did not want
to be “bored guarding a building”. While I never served in our military, I knew enough from watching movies that
the Marines are the first in to a hostile situation, and it usually is the infantry division. I still could not change Chris’
mind. Besides, he was already age 18 and was turning 19 in a month. He did not need our permission.
|November 2013 somewhere in Virginia
|Chris training with a Uganda Soldier