Mary Theresalyn Phillips

Mary Theresalyn Phillips

March 06, 1923 - May 07, 2022
Coto De Caza, California

Mary Theresalyn Phillips

March 06, 1923 - May 07, 2022
Coto De Caza, California


Mary Theresalyn Phillips

On May 7, 2022, after having lived 99 amazing years, Mary Theresalyn Phillips was reunited in Heaven with her husband, Bill, her parents, and her nine siblings.  Known as Grandma to her immediate family and friends, she is survived by her nine children: Cindy (Gene) Hoback, Judy (John) Mele, Mary Jane (Rich) Rafalski, Bill Jr., Bob (Diane), Teri (Maurice) Sanchez, Dan, Shari Vargas, and Anne Hiebert, as well as 26 grandchildren and 44 great-grandchildren (and counting).

Grandma was born in Perry, Missouri on March 6, 1923 to Pearl and Annie Graves.  Growing up during the Great Depression, she, her sister, and seven brothers entertained themselves with homemade toys and sports equipment.  She lamented that her brothers were allowed to play games that she and her sister were not, but she loved that she was allowed to play ball with them.

She married William (Bill) Phillips in 1940 when she was 17 and he was 19.  He impressed her with his whistling ability, much like the radio and recording star of the day, Elmo Tanner.  She loved dancing every weekend with her new husband during their first years as a married couple.  They looked forward to having children of their own.

Before they could start a family, however, World War II intervened.  Bill and six of her brothers enlisted in the U.S. Navy and fought for their country across the globe.  Not one to be left out, Grandma joined the Navy as well, but stayed closer to home, serving at the Naval Air Station in Ottumwa, Iowa.  While stationed in Ottumwa, Grandma often assisted on short flights between bases.  Once, an officer ordered Grandma to move a plane from one side of the airfield to the other.  Taught to always follow officer directives, she did so without telling the officer that she didn’t know how to maneuver the plane.  She ended up crashing into another plane on the ground.  The officer was grounded for two weeks, but Grandma was not disciplined, as she was just following orders.  The story entered family lore as “the time Grandma crashed a plane during World War II.”

Once the war was over and her husband and brothers all returned home safely, she and Bill started their family.  All nine of their children were born in Davenport, Iowa where they enjoyed playing with each other and their many cousins.  By 1962, Grandma had tired of the cold Midwestern winters and she and Bill decided to move the family to California.  They lived in the Sacramento area for a couple of years before moving to Santa Ana in 1964.  While in Santa Ana, her children grew up and began to get married and have children of their own.  Grandma was a long-time parishioner of St. Joseph’s Church, where she was part of the Altar Society and helped at the school.

Grandma began caring for her growing brood of grandchildren so their parents could work.  She continued to do so for much of her life, as taking care of her family was of utmost importance to her.  She enjoyed playing cards, bowling and teaching her grandchildren various games.  She also enjoyed occasional trips to Las Vegas, where she played the slots.  She was an avid Angels fan and later followed the Lakers closely, watching the games with her family and caregivers.

Bill passed away in 1982 on their 42nd wedding anniversary.  Grandma herself survived several brushes with death, having a brain tumor removed and eventually surviving three bouts with cancer.  She attributed her long life to her faith in God, not smoking (unlike many of her generation), and having a drink only on very rare occasions.  She prayed every day, never missing Sunday Mass.  Grandma also had an unwavering devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary and recited the rosary daily.

During Grandma’s final year, she loved hearing that she was a good mother and that she was loved.  In her last days, some of her final words were, “I’m so happy, I love you all.”  We are certain that when Grandma reached Heaven, the Blessed Virgin Mary took her by the hand and guided her to meet with God, who congratulated her on a job well-done and welcomed her home.

Vigil and Rosary will be at O’Connor Mortuary in Laguna Hills on May 17, 2022 at 7 p.m.  Funeral Mass will be held at San Francisco Solano Church in Rancho Santa Margarita on May 18, 2022 at 10:00am.


Vigil Service

  • Date & Time: May 17, 2022 (7:00 PM)
  • Venue: O'Connor Mortuary
  • Location: 25301 Alicia Parkway Laguna Hills, CA 92653 - (Get Directions)
  • Phone Number: (949) 581-4300

Funeral Mass

  • Date & Time: May 18, 2022 (10:00 AM)
  • Venue: San Francisco Solano Catholic Church
  • Location: 22082 Antonio Parkway Rancho Santa Margarita, CA 92688 - (Get Directions)
  • Phone Number: (949) 589-7767

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6 responses to Mary Theresalyn Phillips

  1. We had Grandma’s vigil and rosary last night. It was a very nice service, with a viewing, oral tributes and a video of dozens of pictures, set to music. I spoke briefly and spontaneously. But I forgot a few things I wanted to mention, so I will add them here.
    First, thank you to everyone who came. It was very well attended. I’m sure today’s funeral mass, burial and reception will be as well. Special thank you to Grandma’s caregivers at the home, Clare and her late husband Homer, Noel, Grace and Johnny. They loved her and she loved them like they were her own family. Sometimes she could be demanding, but they were very good to her. They were patient and kind and always treated her with dignity. We couldn’t ask for anything more.
    Second, thanks to Kensie and Jesse Krompier, our daughter and son-in-law, for putting the video and music together. It was great, especially the song at the beginning with Elmo Tanner whistling. Grandma always said she loved that her future husband would whistle like that as he was walking by her house after they first met.
    Third, Grandma was loving to her family, but she was tough as nails. She might be the toughest person I have ever known, surviving a scary childbirth, brain tumor and multiple bouts with cancer. Once, after she had beaten cancer for the third time, I told her that cancer was afraid of her at that point. She laughed.
    Fourth, Grandma became a big Lakers fan while living at our house. She learned never to give up on a game until time runs out. We all saw a lot of games with her and she would often watch a big free throw by looking through her fingers that were covering her eyes. I remember the time Shaq scored 61 points on her birthday, which happened to be his birthday as well.
    Rest in peace, Grandma. And don’t take any wooden nickels.

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