Goodbye, Garry

I heard of Garry Phillips’ passing first thing this morning, and while driving to work a few hours later, I retraced my last conversation with him.

It was a few months ago, at the OHHA offices, following a meeting. Garry was there working diligently — as always — on OSAS business. He made a joke. I made a joke. He said something nice. I said something nice back at him that complimented his unbridled enthusiasm for the biz. I left the building and never saw him again.

I’ve certainly never had occasion to say anything but niceties to Garry, but occasionally when I open my mouth, something stupid and/or inappropriate falls out. Thank God this wasn’t one of those times. On this occasion, my parting words were actually reflective of my true affinity for someone who gave his heart and soul to the industry he adored.

Garry worked tirelessly for the Ontario Standardbred Adoption Society for many years. I worked with him on several projects, and to be frank, was often baffled by his complete lack of darkness. If Garry was ever less than thrilled about anybody, I never heard him convey it — a pretty rare and admirable quality in itself.

Harness racing has lost a devoted cheerleader and friend, but his passion and efforts live on in the good work of OSAS. Take a moment today to think of Garry and the very positive energy he invested in this industry. We were lucky to have him.