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Rebecca Marie Phillips

Have just been told the name of my favorite girl in the video store *and* the attractive receptionist at the Mexican fooderie in the Pavilion *and* the cheerful barista opposite the ticket booth who talked so enthusiastically of the yellow Lamborghini she'll one day cruise in: Rebecca Phillips.

Feel absolutely wretched and wordless and can only in homage reproduce the report from the local paper.

Age 19, of Bainbridge Island, died Aug. 20 in an automobile accident.

Born June 17, 1985, in Malone, N.Y., to Robert and Sheila Phillips.

“The typical, All-American girl,” from climbing trees and fishing to make-up and fashion. In her early years, she enjoyed music and playing baseball and soccer. As she grew older, she developed interests in dance, writing, reading, snowboarding, poetry, skiing, hockey and cooking.

She danced with the Swinging Hepcats and performed with that troupe during a trip to Nicaragua several years ago.

She was working on her degree in cosmetology, had attended West Sound Academy and planned to continue her education at Olympic College this fall.

She is survived by her parents; her brothers Keith, Eryn and Israel, and sister Roxanne. Services were Aug. 23.

I wish I'd known. I'd most certainly have been there.