Remembering Phil

I know I didn't know Phil as long as most of the people writing..but I knew him..and he honestly amazed me..He was the ideal person..He had the type of personality anyone would want! I don't remember a time when I saw Phil with out a smile on his face..When I first heard about what happened I remember saying Shut up Are you serious? Phil Augustin...then I thought OMG I love that kid! I remember Phil mostly from the CPR class we had together 12th grade..He sat in front of me and always brighten up my day! I had that class as it was but after becoming friends w/ Phil I started to enjoy it a lot more! The best times were when Phil sang and danced for me! lol He always cracked me up! Right when I heard I read what he wrote me in my yearbook...He told me he was glad we had CPR together b/c if that had not been the case I would of missed out on knowing a wonderful person! that was the sweetest thing anyone I only knew for a short time has ever said to me! I remember after reading that when he signed it saying to my sister Aww isn't he sweet? It hurts b/c Phil had such a future ahead of him..I was interested in seeing what he was gonna become! Honestly, It sucks b/c his time with us was cut short! its not fair and there has to be a good unknown reason to why he was taken from us..Personally, Phill will remain in my heart forever and I'll always remember our CPR class together although tears come to my eyes now my heart is smiling for being blessed for meet and share a part of my life w/ a WONDERFUL AMAZING PERSON
~Love You Phil-Rest In Peace-Never Forgotten and Always Missed~

Jeremy called me on Sunday to tell me about Phil. I was shocked at first and didn't believe it at all. It wasn't until 10pm that night when I saw the picture of his body that I started to believe it. And the next morning when I walked in the band room to see everyone in tears, that's when it hit me. It was just two weeks ago when Alisa and I were at the Pilgrim Diner with Jeremy reminiscing about high school, the days of JSA, band and started wondering what Phil's been up to. I remembered the last time I saw him, I was protesting the war on Iraq last November with my church, right through GW. I looked to my side, and there was Phil Augustin, standing with two of his friends. I jumped out and screamed, "it's phil!!" gave him a big hug, and met his two friends. Minutes later, I jumped back in and continued with the march, thrilled about the coincidence.

I met Phil in middle school, at the Saturday Music Prep program at MSU. We were in a small woodwind ensemble, I was a shy little clarinet player, and right away he took me in his wing making the whole experience more fun than I ever could have imagined. When I got to the high school, I remember hearing so many stories from my brother and Emily about this guy Phil, and his million middle names, and would proudly recite all of them. Realizing it was the same Phil I knew from the music program, I was so excited. As everyone keeps saying over and over, he had such a way of making you feel like you meant the world to him. I don't know if he knew how much I looked up to him. His incredible music talent, his ability to make anything funny, watching him and the other upperclassmen freestyling in the back room before our jazz band performance. His announcements that everyone remembers so well, especially his birthday shoutouts. His frequent banters with the administration, and to top it off, his underground newspaper, where he subtly and brilliantly insulted the administration, and posted it in the bathrooms and gave out to the band kids. I bugged him about it every day about the next issue, though I think there were only about 3 before a teacher found out and got on his case. And how he sat in back of me my first year of wind ensemble, him and Jeremy laughing the whole time. He didn't care that I was just a freshman, he would still joke around with me, which made me feel so special. I have a picture of him on my wall of him hysterically laughing from the Quebec trip. That's how i'll always remember him.

After reading all the posts, it fills my heart to really understand how many people he touched. I keep rereading his submission to the Cobblestone magazine, "The Pits," and remember his wit, his intelligence, his sense of humor, and this incredible way about him, that makes us all look up to him.

-Jodi Slezak

Thank you Jeremy for creating this outlet. Any body who knew Phil will agree with me when I say that you didn't have to be best friends with him or have to have known him for years to fall in-love with him. He had a great ability to read people, he knew when someone was hurting and you didn't have to say a word he would just try to make you laugh or to feel better and never asked for anything in return. One of my fondness memories of my high school career was seeing Phil dance with the cheerleaders at the football games and the many hilarious skits he performed at Band Camp. Even when he drove Luke Mohammed’s car into a wall you couldn't help but love him. I pray that he knew how much of an impact he had on so many people's lives. One can only hope to be as loved, respected and successful as he was.
Kristin O'Malley - Class of 2000

I dont know what it is but march just seems to love making me sad. Losing my cousin who was murdered on march 17th 2002 was bad enough. Now that I had gotten through that date again, reminicising how I felt and the events that occured around it I thought the pain was over. But, then life throws another curve ball that hits straight in the heart yet again. The Sunday after the incident I was already going through spiritual turmoil. I had even skipped church that day. Just wasting my day away stairing at the screen I read Charla's away message which said "RIP PHIL". At first I kinda cracked a smile thinking it was a sick joke but then another friend of mine Sheena told me the news. I was in complete shock. I didn't believe it. I couldn't believe it. How could Phil, (black as i liked to call him) die!? IT WASNT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! I broke down and I cried for a fallen comrade in this world filled wit struggles and trials.

Everytime I read an article with his picture of his smile that i've seen everyday for 2 years of highschool or imagine him playing his saxophone and hearing tha sweet sound it eases my heart, even if only for a moment. I remember black coming into U.S. History 1 and 2 and just hearing him do a lil free-style that was just straight up sick (in a good way). That made my day. Often times when we needed to make a presentation for class and it was his turn to present, I would just think to myself how can i measure up to him. He was so confident, smart, absolutely hilarious, talented on so many levels, the list goes on. And as I look back on the memories I have about him, I can only smile. HAHA Phil I still can't believe they kicked you off the annoucements back in high school. We really should have rebelled. Good times!

It's scary though, because we, his family, are all talking about him in past tense. And its like, when its my time, will my friends say things about me or do things in my absense like what we do now? Selfish I know, but I realize that there could only be one Philip Augustin. And I am thankful and very blessed to have known him. If I had the power, I wouldnt have let him die. But I can't. I hate being human because of that. I can't stop the pain in people's lives. If anything though, Phil your death has taught me that I must live life to the fullest, I must be excellent in everything I do and I have to be a blessing to everyone. To those who I know and I dont know, I love you all and I'll do my best to be a blessing in your life just like Phil was and will always be! So much love! Get in touch for whatever reason! God Bless! I'll be miss you Phil...

Thavokalist1
Orion Phillips II

Its hard to write about him. I told all my roomates about Phil and how funny he was and how he liked to freestyle all the time. They wanted to hear more about him so I told them as much as I could, and I could sit for hours talking about Phil and what he has meant to his friends. I would tell them how I would drop him off at his house only to watch him hop out his window and have him jump back in my car and head back out for the night. I told them that when we went on JSA trips, Phil would sleep in these obscure positions like with one half of his body on the bed and the other half reclining on a chair. Those trips were non stop laughter and Phil was always in that core. The fact that my friends here at school didn't know Phil and were still laughing at these stories just shows you how he could make people smile. I wish the whole world got a chance to know and love Phil the way his friends and family did. My heartfelt thoughts and prayers are with his family. We miss you buddy.

Phil, I will forever be waiting outside your window.

Kevin Garifo

We will always remember Phil as part of our family... Go fish with Haley, Basketball in our back yard, talking to R.J, coming over at Easter and Christmas just to say "Hi". His smiling face and funny jokes. He was a one of a kind person who No matter who he met would put a smile on their face. To know Phil was to Love Phil.He will be missed more then anyone can imagine. Our hearts go out to his family and his friends. He has touched our lifes and we are so fortunate for it. May he be spreading his Joy amongest others now always in our hearts forever.

Always,
Vicki Bob Haley and R.J Ritchie

I was standing in the check-out line in Shop Rite when Ben called. I Knew immediately from the tone in his voice that he was about to tell me something horrible. I was not prepared for what he did tell me and I was in utter shock and disbelief. Ben felt so out of the loop being so far away and wanted to come home immediately. My heart was breaking for him. Phil was such a special person and I always knew that he would be increadible sucfcessful in life. I always imagined that I would read about him one day but not like this. Phil was so full of life. Not only did he make all of his friends feel comfortable but the parents as well. He would come over to visit Ben and end up sitting in the living room talking with Marty and me. When Phil called he would say "hi mom this is your other son". The last time we saw him was Thanksgiving and Phil was talking about all the plans he had for his life. I still can't believe that he is no longer with us and I am just hearbroken. I am going to miss his warmth, his smile, his laugh and all of the things that made phil such a loveable young man. I can't even begin to imagine what his family is going through. I know how difficult this is for all of his you, his friends, and I pray that all of the wonderful memories you have of Phil will sustain you through this trying time. My hear breaks for all of you. Phil rest in peace we all love you.

Joyce Litchman

QTPy515: i think you are a great friend the way you are....
Lasapio: i'll just be phil, the greatest you know
Lasapio: awwww thanks amanda
Lasapio: you make me feel like a bubbling brooke
QTPy515: i'm glad....because i like the phil you are! you always make my days better!


I've been trying to think of what to write for a while, and the overwhelming emotions that have been running through me have left me upset, angered, sad, and extremely confused. That's an exerpt from one of the many conversations I've had with Phil that I've been reading through the past few days. I always kept the good ones to look at because they would just make me smile when I needed a boost. Phil always provided that boost.

It's amazing to read these entries and have a more tangible perspective on all of the lives Phil has touched. I'm so happy to see how we all feel so connected to him. I'm also beyond devistated to know that the generator of that connection is gone, but yet I feel so lucky to have known him. I feel very lost for words when I try to describe Phil. I feel like I could make a list that would go on forever. Lately I've felt very angered that such a talented, charismatic, fun loving person has been taken from us. I ask myself over and over, 'what is the world supposed to be like without people like Phil'? It's been nice to talk about all of the amazing accomplishments Phil was able to achieve in his short time here with us, but heartbreaking to know that someone I knew would make it so far has had their life cut short.

To know Phil was to laugh much, smile always, and feel truly special whenever you were near him. Phil was so caring and I really can't think of one person who wasn't touched by him. Everyone who knew Phil had a day made brighter by him. The entertaining stories about Phil could go on forever, since I know I have a plethora of them, and I can't even imagine how many more others have to share. I remember one holiday Phil showed up at my door with a stuffed animal cat and played the piano for my entire extended family. Or the wake up phone calls Phil would give me with no meaning behind them but they would make me laugh, and although at first I hated to be woken up, I looked forward to a great way to start my day.

Phil shared his amazing personality and humor with people of all ages. To hear of how he fed the homeless in DC was so like him - he was so generous. But most of all he made everyone he came in contact with feel comfortable and truly like. He was one of a kind. And I will truly, deeply miss him.

After hearing the news this weekend, one of the first things I did was read what he wrote to me in my yearbook. After over 13 years of friendship, the message he wrote to me is undoubtably one I would like to send back to him: "I now know what a true friend is. So to one of my first, and best...I love you."
I love you Phil and will keep you in my heart forever...

Love,
Amanda DeVincentis

I dont know if everyone knows yet but i just found out from the church that the viewing for phil is from 5-8pm Friday nite and the services are saturday morning at 9 am.
St. Mark's United Methodist Church
51 Elm Street
Montclair, New Jersey 07042
Phone: (973) 744-2345

I really appreciate what everyone has said so far. It's really affirming to know that there are people going through similar struggles.
In my mind Phil was invincible and I was sure he'd be ruler of the world some day. He just had that way about him that made everyone want to know him. And the aura of confidence that plowed through walls and restrictions. In marching band, at times I felt he was being too silly on the field and not setting a good example. This was, of course, until he made me laugh too by saying something ridiculous. It reminded me why I was there and how important it was to build community and have fun with life. I can only hope he knows a fraction of what he means to all of us.
If anyone would like to gather and share together and is near Rutgers, New Brunswick, I invite you to Demarest Hall on College Ave at 9pm on Wednesday in the second floor lounge. Please let me know if you plan to come and/or need directions (AIM: danceintherainUU). All are welcome.

My heart and thoughts are with you.

Much love,

emily conger

I've been thinking about what to write for a long time, and the more we all share and reflect, the less real it seems that we are actually talking about phil as not being here anymore. Only when I sit and think, does it really sink in, and when it does, it feels like it hits me for the first time, all over again.
It's just that unbelievable.
I've known Phil since sixth grade and we were great friends, we had a special connection, but I think he was that way with everyone, he could just do that, he could connect to everyone in their own way, and make everyone feel as though they were speical and an important part of his life.
I really don't know how to act, at all, I really don't know how to even deal with this, it's just too hard to actually believe that Phil is gone. But there are so many great memories, and although this is awful, it is bringing a lot of people together. For those of you who I haven't spoken to I'd love to, my screen name is Lorijoy4 please please get in touch. This is a really tough tough time. But I think Phil was so well loved that there is a huge support system, and we can all be there for each other.
Love,
Lori Degenshein

From: Iheanyi Ahukanna

I can't forgot the first time I met Phil. It was the summer of 97' at NJIT and he was the life of the group. He had the best Michael Jackson moves there and all we did was crack up and act like fools. He made that summer worthwile for me, because I was shy and he just came along and brought me out of my shell. When we met again in high school, times never really changed...he was still so energetic, outgoing, and personable. It's hard admitting that I won't ever be able to hang out with him again, or see him dance, or crack jokes...

He was truly an inspiration. Phil was so involved in high school and encouraged me to join all these clubs he was in. This is someone who had such a bright future...so much going for him outside his charm and personality. Phil had merits inside and outside the classroom, and I respected him so much for that and the fact that he was willing to share his gifts. It's hard to know that one of God's true blessings was taken away from this world...I miss him!

Phil was a part of the family. My parents, brother, sister, and god-brother were all fond of him. I remember the times I'd take Phil to the mall with me, driving him to Newark to catch the train, playing basketball with him, him getting me through english class, buggin in gym class and freestyling together...he really was like family to me. And it's like....now all that remains are those memories of this close friend who was just here yesterday...he won't be there next year, 10 years from now, or there to grow old with; it hurts. But this happening has taught me to cherish the relationships with those i know and care about...memories I share with people have started to become more vivid and meaningful. My only regret is that more people didn't get a chance to know Phil as well as I did, because he was the kind of person who could make you smile on the worst of days, inspire you during times of grief or frustration, and simply be a friend. I can't even begin to express my sadness that he is truly gone...it really isn't even real to me yet. I was thinking to myself, "Wait...is this Phil we're talking about? How could this happen to him of all people?!?" I've prayed everyday for his family, lil Frankie, and all those who knew him for strength. I wish I could turn back the hands of time and undo this wrong...but I can't, and that hurts me more.

Phil, just know that you are missed dearly man by all those you have touched...and that you had a brother who's been greiving right here since he found out you left this world...

When I heard the news from Aaron Burroughs, I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. Phil was one of those people who if you are lucky enough to come across in your life, you lived a rich life. He was one of the kindest, compassionate, persons that I have ever had the honor of knowing. I don't think there is one person in this world who can honestly say something bad about him. Phil rose above all the cliques and imaginary social boundaries and just loved being his goofy fun loving self.

I remember I was sitting in Ms. Whitty's homeroom, and Phil came on to do morning announcements. All of a sudden he announces that it's the end of the year and we should evacuate the building as soon as possible. He was the kind of person who no one really knew what to expect from him. He was smart, funny, energetic, and musically talented. When he won the governor's award and said "When life hands you lemons, return them and get apples", I felt my heart swell with pride thinking,"This guy is going to go far."

I believe that he is my guardian angel and looking over the students of WOHS, like he did when he was president, and if we keep that hope alive, he'll always be there in our hearts.

If anyone needs, or wants to talk, I am here to listen night or day (aim- DLCLUVSU) (phone- 1-603-439-5175) (email- DianaLChandler@yahoo.com)

By writing about this, I feel my heart slowly healing and repairing. Thank you Jeremy!
- Diana Lyn Chandler

When I first heard about Phil, i was shocked. I couldn't understand how this could possibly happen. My roomate came over to me and tried to console me, but I was so confused. I had to talk to someone from wotown, someone who knew him and knew how devestating this really was. Once I calmed down a little, I immediately took out my yearbook remembering the great message Phil left me in it. Its something like "kayla, we first met when you hit me with your flag and we fell in love..." The first time I met Phil was at band camp, and yes, i did hit him square in the back with my flag. I felt absolutely terrible, but he didn't really seem to mind after 5 minutes of pain. After that we were instant friends, but I feel like he was like that with everyone. He was able to connect with everyone he met and always took time to have a conversation. After high school we did loose touch, but I remember seeing him at Mark and Julies one day over the summer while he was working and we just talked for a half hour about school and life. It was like we never had that time apart, like it was only a day since I had seen him last. I can't imagine why or how this could happen to someone as wonderful and talented as Phil, but I guess its not about being able to understand, but being able to accept and learn from this tragedy. Phil will always be remembered and loved, and I feel lucky to have known him.

-Kayla Miller

Unbelievable. That is the only word that comes to mind when i think about the past few days. Unbelievable that a young man lost his life way too soon. Unbelievable that the world is now deprived of one of the most special people it has ever produced. Unbelievable that he was never given the chance to fulfill the inevitable importance of his life. Unbelievable that i will never get to see his smile, hear his chuckle, laugh at his IM, or receive a hug ever again. Unbelievable that one person could bring SO many people together.
I am in awe. If i didn't realize it before, i certainly realize it now: Phil is perhaps the most amazing person that i've ever met. More than his humor, more than his musical talent, more than his intelligence, more than friendliness, more than his enthusiasm and contagious smile, more than his quirkiness, more than his ability to make anyone and everyone comfortable, more than his dedication to the things and people he loved.. Phil was and will always be an undeniable presence in the lives of the people he's touched. I cannot think of one other person with this same quality, and i think that is what is most unbelievable.
It's not fair. And it hurts. It hurts too much to put into words. But Phil is that one unbelievable person we were lucky enough to have known. His love for life is something that he would want all of us to cherish, and it is something i know i will keep with me forever. That undeniable presence doesn't subside with his death. If anything it resonates stronger if you let it.
Thirteen years doesn't seem like enough time to have known him. But his life does not end here. It continues in me, in you, in all the lives that he has touched. The entire world should be so lucky. It missed its chance.
Unbelievable.. the person he was, the number of people who miss him, that he's gone.
RIP Phil.. in my heart forever*
My heart goes out to everyone who is sharing in this loss..
All my love,
Sarah Tortoreti

Phil is one of the most charismatic, yet genuine people I've ever encountered. Not only did he have the innate ability to touch the lives of everyone he knew but was able to remain incredibly humble. Phil's passing is not only a loss for his family, friends, and our community, but also the world. This is no doubt in my mind that someone as remarkable as Phil would have had a huge impact on the world that surrounds him in whatever arena he chose. As our community mourns the loss of an amazing and indescribable young man I pray for his family and for his friends, who Phil would have, in the face of disaster, consoled and urged to triumph over loss. In the short time I knew Phil, he impacted me in ways I was never able to express to him, but regardless I am thankful for his ability to touch me. Phil will be missed forever but his memory will transcend time and distance. May God Bless all those who are grieving and provide them with the strength to heal and rebound in the manner Phil's prescence and compassion would provide.

With deep regret,
Andrea Tarantula.

hmmm...how would i remember phil?.....hmmm....he was a GENIUS....a true genius....
yea he was ultra smart....and he thrive on any situations presented to him...his jazz prowess i have yet to see a match...
but he was also a GENIUS when it came to meeting friends and making them comfortable around him...i remember he always made me laugh....any shitty day that i had, i couldn't wait to go to ma classes with phil and just listen to his jokes....he had a ton of them....and if he didn't have jokes, he definitely had sarcasm....
Phil was a GENIUS...he knew how to get through school, and at the same time have so many friends that love him....he was a good friend and looked out for me...
I don't think i've met anybody that didn't like him....he was that kind of guy...
so here's to you PHIL....REST IN PEACE bro....
RiZa....
(extended tribute on ma www.xanga.com/riza4chizza)
~WuN~

while reading through i couldn't help but recall my memories of phil in the time i knew him. i was a freshman when he was a senior, i remeber i would joke around with him about what he should say in the announcements and back then we had some make believe company and phil ended announcements a day or two with "these announcements where brought to you by the treble skaters" which i found to be rather bad ass being as he was a big-shot senior shouting out his freshman homies. he also had a slew of mc names and alias's he would go under such as mc nyquil and mc polio.. phil was just one of those guys that knew everyone and everyone knew him. i'd like to think his spirit lives on in all those that came into contact with him. good times. - miller

I heard the news from a friend who sent me the link Sunday afternoon. I read it and wondered and then realized what had happened. A friend from high school, just....gone. Ever since I heard the news, I've been depressed, confused, and angry.

I remember Phil being the coolest kid ever and fulfilling every extent of the word.

I met Phil in the summer of 1998 in WOHS Marching Band where we did pit percussion together. We were cool as hell, always had something to joke about, just make noise for the sake of noise. Phil just made it fun.

I remember one time when heard this story at the Wednesday night bon fire about this rose story. So then some person left a rose outside to try and scare us. Phil said something about he would freak if he saw that rose on his pillow. So I put the rose on his pillow and he freaked out and we all had a laugh.

The little things I'm going to miss from the somewhat funny band camp happenings to Phil doing the PA when he was student council president our senior year. He did everything; he was talented on every level.

Phil you are the Midas of accomplishments, everything you touched, turned to gold.

Phil, you were definitely a friend you will have a place in my heart and in many hearts. I'll miss you man.


Phil, may you Rest in Peace, you were the nicest, funniest, and most talented guysIi have ever met. I knew we lost touch somewhat, but it still doesn't change what a great person you are. I'm going to miss you buddy. God will treat you well.

Phil, R.I.P.

Greg Goldman

I entered Roosevelt Middle School lost and very much intimidated by the older students and much larger school. Phil was the first person to really make me feel comfortable through his jokes and good humor. I got to know Phil pretty well because I was on the Student Council in the 6th grade and I never ceased to be amazed by his witty humor and just contagious personality. Again, when I entered high school, Phil was there again, not through something like Student Council, but just simply because whenever I saw Phil he talked to me and urged me to go to clubs that he was involved with. Throughout the next two years I remained friends with Phil and enjoyed his company. I reflect on certain memories like when I gave Phil a ride home from middle school (ok my mom drove but oh well), when Phil got kicked off of morning announcements even though he was the only person in the history of WOHS to actually make the morning announcements enjoyable to listen to, and of course my last encounter with Phil, when I was in the Short Hills Mall on a break from my job, I ran into Phil and just had a casual talk with him. It's something like that last memory that makes it all the more startling, that my last memory is one so casual and routine, luckily I have a bagful of memories to remember for my lifetime.

-Mitch Kay

Like many have said...I really don't know where to begin. Phil was the most unique person I have ever met. He succeeded in whatever endeavor he pursued and like he told me once, he was indeed a "peacock among penguins". I first met Phil in RMS, and was friends with him ever since. I remember during that talent show in 8th grade he played that Snoopy Theme song on the piano (sry don't know if it has a real name) - I was so amazed that someone that young could be so talented. Not only was he extremely talented with music, he was always an uplifting person - lending a hand to those who needed it. In 9th grade, he would be the first person I saw every morning in Suriano's class and I couldn't wait to get to school just to be amused by him - I swear he had a routine planned out the night before! Throughout the years there have not been many that I could open up to and be myself around - Phil was one of those few. We'd hang around jokin and whatever, bein our goofy selves. Phil was just that type of person - someone you felt comfortable around no matter what. Thank you Phil for allowing me to open myself up to you and for you letting me get to know you through the years. I'll continue your work in "Nonseedintology" and keep on working on that infamous Pitless Peach. The most important thing to remember is that Phil will remain in our hearts forever, sitting up in Heaven playin the sax with that big grin he always had on his face. God bless you bro, you will be missed but never forgotten!
Your friend,
Eddie Ruggieri
Animanaic02@aol.com/ cell (973-941-7627)

It is so hard to sit at my pc and try to reflect on what phil was. It amazes me right now that i have to use past tense. I got to know phil my junior year in highschool. He was a year older than me. He was my big brother and basically showed me how to "BEHAVE" in WOHS! I started to try to rebell my junior year and he reassured me that was not the path i wanted to go on. He always helped me when I was down about anything, even if i thought it was dumb. I remember i was sad one day and i went to mark and julies and he greeted me with the biggest cookies and cream ice cream cone. Even though it might seem small to most, it was so big in my heart. Also, the morning announcements was his way to bring laughter first thing in the morning. I hate having to sit here and think about him in past tense.
He made everyones' life just a little bit better and brighter. I will miss him so much! Ill miss the smile, laughs, hugs, and the crazy dancing.
I feel wierd, who will i talk to when life isnt right and who do i turn to, when i need a quick laugh. I love you Phil, thank you for everything! I will miss you!
I guess this brings us all together if just for a short while. I hope to keep in touch with everyone i have so far. Thank you, to everyone who has reflected phil and shared their story. It helps so much to know you are not alone.

As we all walk through life we understand we will make friends a long the way but what if, when we are on our journey we loose a good friend. We must continue realizes that the friende lost was where they will always be, in our HEART!

ALEISHA NICOLE HARRIS~WOHS CLASS OF 2003~ SN cuttiepie043 Cell (973) 978-5241

When I heard the news Sunday afternoon, my heart stopped. And not just in that figure of speech way, but I could swear it actually stopped. It is so hard for anyone to fathom how such a remarkable human being, who had such an incredibly bright future ahead of him, could be taken from us just like that. I, along with all of you I’m sure, have walked around with such a heavy heart for the past few days. When people at school ask me what happened or what he was like, I explain that if they wanted to know what he was like, they’d have to set aside at least 2 hours for me to talk because there were just so many incredible aspects to Phil. His radiance, his talent, his smile, his love and compassion for his friends, and of course his gift to make anyone smile no matter the circumstances. These are all things that he left for us to remember and cherish about him, and that we will.
After reading what everybody has written, it is so heart warming to realize how many lives Phil touched. The most incredible aspect of Phil, though, was that he may have had a million friends (which I’m convinced he did), but when he was with you – he made you feel as if you were the only friend he knew. I can just reminisce about so many entertaining Phil stories. In Roosevelt he ran against me for Vice President, and I wanted to drop because I knew that with a personality like Phil’s, there was no chance that I’d win…and I didn’t – he must have beaten me by a landslide. He introduced me to the term “ghetto booty” and from that moment on (our bus ride home from the eighth grade trip) I never saw Phil without recognition of my ghetto booty. Then I flash forward to high school and how without fail, he would dance with the cheerleaders at every game. We’d stand in a circle and just dance and laugh and have a great time while we watched Phil go crazy in the middle of the circle – pulling each of us in the center for 5 seconds of fame next to him. And we loved it, just because he was Phil. I will forever ponder the random things he sent to me online, and always cherish his wonderful words of wisdom in order to bring a smile to my face.
In times like these, all we can do is be close to our friends, share memories, smile when we think about how happy he made us, and cry at the thought of him no longer being here with us, although he was always be near us. I will miss Phil greatly and love him forever.
Jeremy, thank you so much for setting this up…it’s amazing to be able to share our feelings with others who feel the same way.

Much love always,
Lauren Zins

Me and Phil had some of the best conversations I've ever had with anyone. And not because they were about anything significantly important or were highly intelligent, but because we both knew what to say to each other next to make us laugh the hardest. Even if it was with one of those wide eyed funny looks he'd give after saying something that was maybe a little weirder than even the conversation itself. He was like that. He could make you laugh with a look, or could make you further think about a subject you previously gave no thought. He even made the morning announcements into an act of rebellion giving random shoutouts to us by name over the loudspeaker. Who else could get fired from morning announcements. I laugh outloud just thinking about how Phil was and I smile wide because now I, and Im sure along with the rest of his friends, know that I was absolutely lucky to have known him for even a day. He was different than the rest of the people you meet. And remembering Phil is a perfect title for all of us because thats exactly what he caused us to do...remember him, whether it be for his humor, his intelligence, his talent, or just his laugh. One of my favorite things out of my weekends during high school was being at someones house, and out of nowhere(well it had to be because of Phils lack of a cell phone) Phil rolled up with whoever he was with bringing a loud handshake, hello, and a backpack. All in all, what I most remember and know about Phil is this--there isn't many people (if any at all) who's future I felt certain, but in the bottom of my heart, i knew shortly after meeting Phil and until this day that he was absolutely, 100% destined for greatness and success. Everybody who grew up with Phil, along with myself, I would bet that at one point or another has said at least once, "Phil's gonna be the President" with a hesitant laugh afterward because it was a reasonable thing to say. I will truly miss Phil. He was a real special guy and was able to change those around him and make us better, happier people with a simple smile. Love always

(thanx jeremy, much appreciated)

Dustin Marucci

Phil Augustin: inspirational, admirable, caring, funny, kind, understanding, loyal... irreplaceable. There were so many cliques in high school, but Phil was that unique individual that everyone loved… He fit in wherever he went, was able to put smiles on so many faces – he truly brightened up West Orange High School for all of us. For me, personally, just seeing Phil would bring an automatic smile to my face.

I’ll forever cherish the memories we have all shared with Phil, as I’m sure you all will too. Some of you have mentioned that even two years after graduation, after making new friends that we may be closer to now than to those we went to HS with – this is a shock that only those who knew him can understand. He’s an individual that we all knew would go far in life, very far… the type of person whom, even after not seeing him for a long period of time, you could always pick up with as if it were just yesterday that we were walking through those halls together, sitting in those classes together, working with him in all the various activities he participated in (JSA, NHS, band – just a few), etc. I remember all those times he made Mr. LaSapio angry… the jokes he made over the announcements… his famous apples and oranges speech during an assembly... (which put me in tears; one of the many times Phil has moved me)… he always stood up for himself and did what he believed in. Phill will undoubtedly be missed; his memory won't fade...

Talking to those who knew Phil really helps… and I’d like everyone to know that I’m here for you if you would like to talk (aim: ezbrizy & cell: (201) 532-6840)

-Bharati Manglani ~("Bri")

I wanted to think before I wrote. I wanted to read over what everyone already wrote. When I did, I felt a heaviness in my heart and I felt that I could not say anything that had not been said already. I could recall anecdotes and jokes, but everything I thought about Phil as a person was said over and over. It put everything into perspective - that everyone saw phil in the same light: as one of the greatest individuals around. I spoke to teachers and my family, who may have not known phil like i have over the years, but still had nothing but the best of things to say. That collective love and respect that everyone has is such an amazing thing and really makes it clear how many lives phil has touched.

I looked at my yearbook and all the pictures and what phil wrote to me. I cried even harder. I miss him so much - his smile, his dances, his jokes, his hugs... Just everything. I know everyone misses that too. I know everyone loves him and that everyone feels happier to just have known him. That's comforting.

I was reading Lori's away message and I found it perfect, its a quote from Shawshank Redemption:
"I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend."

Much love to everyone, My heart is with you .... Jenn S.

Its been so long since we've all seen each other. This makes me realize how much i really miss everyone. I couldn't believe it when i got the call. I still remember all the times we joked around and looked out onto the future and all of the promises we made. I won't get to fufill half of them now, but i will never forget phil. I wasn't a band kid or in JSA, but phil was still my friend through anything. He was always helpful and supportive and never had a bad thing to say about anyone. There are so many memories that i will hold onto forever. Phil transcended all races and cliques. There isn't one person in the class of 2002 that can say they won't miss Phil. He was going to be incredibly successful. All i realize now is that we have to cherish our friends while we can. To all those i haven't seen in two years, i miss you. Phil, i will never forget you or how nice you were to me. I want to stay in touch with everyone. IM me at eaglewonj.

David Gaipa

Over the last few days, I’ve felt shock, sadness, anger surrounding the circumstances, and then general blueness the more I remember about Phil and the more I realize just how big of a loss this is.

I don’t know if there’s any single memory that really stands out to me as representing the essence of Phil. I remember him schooling me in basketball in my driveway, and then hanging out in my hot tub. I remember how much more fun band became when I was put next to him for the second half of senior year. I remember how in 7th grade he drove Mrs. Sadler nuts by repeating over and over again the “What do you mean Barq’s has bite?” commercial and the Adam Sandler Turkey Song, but of course she still loved him anyway. A lot of JSA stuff – co-chairing the best committee ever at Winter State, breaking out chauvinistic arguments when debating in front of Dodds, or almost getting JSA shut down by putting up posters to “Stick it to the Man!” at a forum with school administrators. The ironic thing is that most of these things just jogged in my memory, and now I remember all these great/funny things that I want to share with him. But I can't.

I didn't reach out to him to keep in touch or hang out over breaks. But when I got an instant message from “Lasapio” about a month ago, it was great, and, given present circumstances, I’m forever grateful.

I have trouble understanding death other than in terms of the living, and so I’m not really sure what RIP means or if he’s laughing up in the clouds or what. But I do think it’s safe to say that there is nobody in our graduating class whose death would have affected as many people as deeply as Phil’s. In a school with so many divisions – age, race, class, status – Phil touched everybody, and, from the Hatchet article, it sounds like he was doing the same at GW. I know that every time I was around him, I was happier for his presence. I don’t think I recognized it at the time, but there are only a few people in my life who have brought me as much joy as Phil did accompanied by so little grief. He made people feel good about themselves – period.

Phil won’t be forgotten – he was too special. I just hope that his memory doesn’t fade.

Peace and love,
Jeremy

I'm shari degenshein, lori's sister, and I just wanted to say I didn't really know Phil that well. What I knew, I knew because he was really close with my sister since like middle school. I remember him being really funny and really caring. He would be over my house working with my sister and he would always manage to say hi to me and ask how I was doing. Oh I remember when he ran for president in Roosevelt middle school. My sister was his manager and made like stickers to put on your clothes and they had the weirdest sayings like, "Phil likes oranges so vote for phil." or "The dunkin donuts ceo retired, Phil for president." He was really offbeat and thats what made him so funny. The hardest thing for me was the fact that we were talking about him the day he died. His name came up in a conversation between me and my friend because we both have sisters in his grade. And then a mere 11 hours later, he was gone. It was nice that we had a moment of silence for him in west orange high school on Monday morning. We also got to voice our opinions in journalism. For anybody that had mr. ehrlich, you know how good he is with being there to comfort. Overall, i think the situation really sucks, but i guess it was his time to go. It's weird to think he'll never be over my house again or I'll never hear him talk, but as always, we all have the memories. I know for me, everytime i read a paper and it had a student dying, i would think, "Oh thats sad" but I never really think much of it. But when it actually happened to someone i knew, the reality hit and i think the most important thing i learned from this is to just live life to the fullest, because you never know when it's gunna be cut short. Much love to the friends and family of Phil, to anyone who's grieving, to anyone who's ever lost someone and most of all to Phil. RIP Mr Augustin

love always,
shari degenshein

I don't even know where to begin. The shock of this just makes me feel numb. Phil was a huge part of my life through all of middle and high school, and I just can't imagine never getting to see him or laugh with him again. Phil always knew exactly how to make you feel great. When I went through some rough times at the beginning of high school, Phil could always make me feel better, usually without even knowing he was doing it. He always had a smile, a joke, or a kind word for everyone. I have never heard a single person say a single even remotely negative thing about Phil, and he is the only person I can say that about. He always seemed to know everyone, and everyone loved him. I can only hope that he knows how much I cared about him and how important his friendship was to me. When we went away to school we sometimes didnt get to speak with each other for extended periods of time, but whenever we did it was always like nothing had ever changed. I have so many amazing memories of him. Phil was the kind of person who was definitely going places in life. He had so much going for him, and I can't believe that all of that has been taken away. He made such an impact in so many people's lives. I'm going to miss him so much.
Jeremy, I think setting this up was a great idea. Right now, what I need more than anything is the people from home... the people who knew Phil. My friends here have been incredibly supportive, but its just not the same... I try to talk about him, but no one here has the same memories of such a wonderful person. If any of you at all want to talk, feel free to im me, my sn is twstnflip. I miss all of you and i know that the only way to get through this is with the help of each other.
Phil, rest peacefully. I love and miss you so much.
-Ali Solano

I first met phil when i joined the marching band in 9th grade.we werent in the same section but the saxophones were always by the clarinets so he was always talking and entertaining us when the rest of the band wasnt.Phil made it fun to stay in practice even when we were exhausted or bored. You knew if phil was at practice or even around, you'd be able to enjoy urself no matter how bad your day was. He was one of the most talented people ive met in my life and probably one of the funniest. Nothing that came out of phil's mouth didn't have some sort of meaning or joke behind it. He's one of those people that you always liked being around. I'll never forget his rhymes, jokes, or the huge smile he always had on his face. Especially when he was with ben, the two of them together was priceless, the whole package. The bus rides to competitions/games, the band trips, and especially just hanging out wit everyone outside of school made me see how good of a person he truly was. He'll be in my heart and prayers forever. He touched every person that he talked to and will never be forgotten. RIP my friend. Just know how much you're loved. ~ Kristie Braus 03'

I'll always remember the four years I spent with Phil working as a member of the WOHS Marching Band Pit Crew. He always went out of his way to greet and thank the parent volunteers and his smile and positive attitude were inspiring to all members of the band.

He was a truly remarkable and talented you man and will be greatly missed by those who knew and loved him.

James Neill

I'll never forget your"saxophone shoulder". I'll never forget watching you dance with the cheerleaders. I'll never forget your huge grin. I'll never forget the morning announcements and all the rides home together. I'll never forget. I love you Phil. SRN

i don't know what to say. i loved him so much. i remember the day i met him..he was in mrs. greene's advisory in 6th grade, and i went in to tell him something from mrs. plotkin whose advisory i was in. i remember spending countless hours after school with him back in rms every monday before we had orchestra practice together. i have so many memories with that kid. i was on spring break while what happened happened, but i got a message from him like 3 days before that happened. jeez, his birthday was only two weeks ago...i sent him a card with a loooong message about how much i adored him. i used to talk to him practically every week at least online. he was such an important person to me.

and i always, always told him to stop doing all those substances he did. i always worried about him. but i never thought that could lead to what it seems to have. not that anyone knows for sure yet. but well yeah, i can't help but be angry. i'm sure what happened resulted from incredibly stupid actions and that his death could have easily been prevented. so i'm angry. but i'm devastated.

i can't handle the thought of not seeing him...he was one of the first people i would see when i went home. we'd watch a movie and cuddle. i remember even over thanksgiving break when he had sooo much work to do he made time for me. he said he always made time for me. even though half our time spent together was making fun of each other, the other half was us being like 'just kidding, i love you.'

and now he's gone. i still can hardly believe it. the boy who i watched movies with at his house or mine. the boy who i went on numerous trips with. the boy who played piano for me whenever i asked him to. the boy who stole cds and movies from me but never minded making me cds of his own mixes. the boy who told me he knew he could always depend on me and that his love for me was infinite. too many memories. God, i'm gonna miss him.

if you wanna talk im me on olive6200. i think most of you know my sn anyway, but there it is just in case you don't. i'm also calling his family tomorrow to get any recent updates like on services, etc. cause i knew them pretty well too, so let me know if you wanna know anything. and please, please, please pray for them. i am so worried about them. especially his sister frankie who is in middle school. she just worshipped him. i'll be praying too, for them and you all. long post, i know, but thanks for reading as i vented some of my feelings. this blog was a really good outlet. thanks jeremy.

love always, olivia

Man. In the brief moments i knew Phil we only spoke at "get togethers." i always respected Phil as one of the most spontanious guys i ever met. Gathering at Danny G's house was the last i talked to him and it was about music. The biggest passion in Phil and I's lives, and i remember how much i respected him and looked up to him for being so amazing at what he did. He was always held up high in my mind and i know he still shines down on all of us from high up today. Peace, Love Man......... (Evan Shepard)

Such a tragic thing. So talented, so funny, so intelligent. Always dreaming and working his way to reaching his goals.
Phil, you were bound for great things and I couldn't wait to see it happen. You were supposed to grow old. But you did lead a good life. You've touched so many lives including mine. I took your presence for granted.
i'm speechless
Theres nothing i could say that would bring him justice. He's just one of those guys. Those who live on will remember. "They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires, Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires," In the Tidal Basin, "There died the best of passion, love and fame." So much love for you my friend. I never got to tell you.
-Linda

I get the chills when I think of how many different people were touched by Phil - it is amazing how one person can reach out to so many. My favorite thing about him was how he made me laugh. I'll never forget the day that he was fooling around before practice one day, as usual, and he started joking about how he was going to flash myself and those standing around me. So of course we just started laughing about it and making fun of him... but then of course.. he really did flash us.. and i swear I laughed the whole practice and the rest of the season. Phil could make anyone smile and when I think of him now I still smile because I know that his great personality will live in my mind forever
<3 michelle blumenschine

i forgot to sign my name too..i'll always love you phil..Seany Gavarn

I remember one day senior year me and phil were just wandering the hallways lookin for a ride home cause we both didn't drive..and we couldn't find anyone, so we made that crazy long walk from the high school, just doing stupid things like running on the ramps on pleasant valley way and acting like goofs. Then we saw some car fly by like 100 miles an hour and then it just stopped and reversed real quick and it was olivia, and she just made fun of us and took us home. Oh man phil you're such a great guy..and i will always keep you in my prayers.

<3 Jessica L. ( i didn't sign mine. its the 2nd one.)

he was a great kid. the papers, the articles, u simply cant write in words how much of a great guy phil was. the first memory of phil i had was in freshman year when he walked up right literally right behind me in the bathroom and said "yo let me get in" just joking around w/ his friends. he saw that i wasnt comfortable and quickly introduced himself and just talked to me. he had no reason to do that, thats the type of guy he was. hed always give a helpin hand no matter the consequences. he'd always do anything to make others laugh, whether it was dancing w/ the cheerleaders or pulling pranks. i dont konw what happened this weekend or why, its just sad a person of that character is gone. he'll live on in our hearts forever. thanks for the laughs and memories phil, rest in peace. - jt

When I think of Phil, I remember the countless times I was amazed by him. Like most people, I was amazed at how musically talented he was, and I always noted how simple and natural everything seemed for him. I was amazed at how such a young man, could quickly make a room full of strangers feel like a family. Phil was a kind and warm hearted guy, who would always find a way to make you smile, even on your worst days. After I left high school, I would often wonder how much of an effect I had on the people I knew, and I would often think about how much they have impacted me. In a world full of greed, jealousy, and selfishness, Phil was proof that a person with undying compassion and loyalty to his friends and family is indeed an honorable way to live your life. Unfortunately, I never got a chance to tell Phil how just his prescence helped me through the last years of high school, but hopefully we can all do our best to honor him by continuing to live the life he lived, by opening our hearts and talents to those who need a laugh, a hug, an open ear, or even just a helping hand. In closing, I would like to offer one final thought. I would like to ask everyone to do you remember that special elementary, middle school, high school teacher, or anyone at all that left an impression on you. Take some time, send them a note. Do it today. Thank them for helping you to become who you are. You will always be thankful that you did…and will regret when you don’t.

Mark Lagatic
West Orange High Alumnus- Class of 2000

First off, thanks for making this.

I've had this one memory of Phil running through my head all day. It was after WOHS's spring musical, I think it was the year we did West Side Story. One of the teachers gave all the members of the pitt carnations as a thank you for participating in the play. I was talking to Phil afterwards and he gave me the flower they'd given him. It was simple, but it was caring and generous and Phil was happy...I'm just grateful to have the memory right now and thought I'd share.

My heart is with everyone who is sharing this loss.

Laura O

i don't know what this is supposed to feel like, and i never thought i would know what this feels like. . but all i know is that i know what it is to lose a best friend now. it hurts too much to know that i can't even ask him what happened, or where he is. i'm just lost. all i've been able to say to my friends is, how can this happen. how can anyone let this happen.
phil is the best person I've ever met. i just feel lucky to have been so close with him while he was alive ya know? i can honestly say that i knew who he was. its so tragic to know that he was one of the few people that i know, who had so many plans for his future. such a waste. i lost my mentor.

Over the last two days I've felt shock, sadness, anger, laughter at memories, and general blueness the more I remember and it sets in just how big of a loss this is. Friends at school have been supportive, but it's impossible to understand what this means without having known Phil.

This is a public blog/forum/whatever to share feelings, memories, information, etc. To log in and post, the username is "RememberingPhil," and the password is "friends." Please distribute to anyone who might be interested.

Hoping for closure,
Jeremy