Odessa Caton
One of my fondest memories of Uncle Phil was at a Thanksgiving at his house. This was many years ago and after Thanksgiving dinner, he and my father William Charles opened up their guitar cases and began to play and sing folk songs. It was beautiful, amazing and I felt transported back to a different time because they were songs from my childhood. I also cherish my memories of Uncle Phil’s extraordinary passion for our feathered friends and his lifelong commitment to their wellbeing on our planet.
In deepest love, Odessa