My memory of Dr. Phil is not of his professional life, but his life as a father to his son Blake. I was teaching art at Colonel William Casey Elementary, and Blake was in either kindergarten, first, or second grade. That year his class had art at 8:00, and for that entire school year Dr. Phil came to art class with Blake. Dr. Phil never showed partiality toward his son, but did anything he could to help in class - from passing out supplies to watching the little ones, from our classroom doorway, as they went for a drink of water or went to the restroom. Helping them find their way back to our door. He would walk around the room giving words of praise and encouragement to the students as they worked on their projects. They all loved him that year. The smiles on their happy faces as he helped was evident. Through the years I have often thought of the fatherly love he showed to all of that class, not just to his son. Thank you Dr. Phil. --Linda Lewis