Phillip (Phil) David Boswell passed away peacefully at the age of 70 on Thursday, March 5, 2026. He is survived by his mother, Bobbie Hosang, his wife Michelle; his son Blake, along with Blake’s wife Priya and their children Leona, Sophie, and Jay; his sister Denise “Dina” Stoneburner; (Stoney), his brother, David (Jennifer), nephews, and Trevor Stoneburner and Chris Boswell, nieces, Blair Magnano, Sydney and Juliet Boswell, and great-nephews, Bryce and Barrett and great-niece, Julia; numerous cousins, and the innumerable friends he gathered from grade school through his final years. In death, he reunites with his father Edward and his brother Michael, whom he missed dearly.

Phil was born on January 17, 1956, in Danville, Virginia, to Ed and Bobbie Lee Boswell. From an early age he developed a love of life and sought adventures of every kind with childhood friends like Tony Turner and Jay Reeves. Whether riding his go-cart through his dad’s laundry or burning a summer’s worth of his dad's boat gas in a single weekend skiing on Hyco Lake, he was always at the center of some lovable mischief. Rumors have it that Phil was also known to enjoy skinny-dipping in Hyco lake, which may, or may not, have resulted in a little unwanted attention from the law.

It was also during these early years that he developed a resolute sense of virtue, particularly an instinct to stand up for those in need. Phil consistently found ways to be a hero, whether standing up to bullies, responding to emergencies, or providing laughter when it might not have been appropriate but was desperately needed.

His time in Virginia culminated with what may have been his boldest youthful adventure, hitchhiking across America and through Canada at the age of 16 with his dear friend and future stepbrother, Jay Reeves. After that odyssey he moved with his mother, who had fallen in love with Noble “Bud” Reeves, to Dallas, Texas, where he would meet a new group of friends including Dennis Williams, Mike Butcher, Steve Payne, and Russell Radulescu.

Noble’s sons Blake and Jay became new brothers to Phil, and together they shared many high times together. During this period Phil met Kevin Funk, and they soon became inseparable friends and business partners. It was also Kevin who introduced Phil to his sister Nina, who soon became Phil’s wife. Their courtship became a long and exciting young love story that stretched over eight years.

Phil and Nina married in 1983 and welcomed their son Blake in 1985. Shortly afterward Phil was diagnosed with a very aggressive cancer. Through the grace of God and the care of wonderful doctors, he defeated it.

As a father, Phil was present and deeply involved in Blake’s life. He took part in Indian Guides parades, Boy Scout meetings and campouts, football practices and games, and countless family events. He welcomed endless questions, encouraged curiosity about how things worked, and emphasized the importance of love and trust in relationships.

Later in life he became a grandfather to Leona, Sophie, and Jay, a role that brought him great pride and joy. He spoke of them often and took great happiness in watching them grow, always proud of the wonderful people they were becoming.

Many of Phil’s lessons were taught through doing. Whether working on his treasured 1950 Classic Chevy pickup, home and auto maintenance, or building decks and furniture, each task carried a deeper lesson of perseverance, attention to detail, pride in one’s work, and the importance of doing things right the first time.

Phil and Nina divorced in 2005 but remained in contact and continued to care about each other’s well-being. In time he reunited with a dear friend from high school, whom he later married. Eventually their paths diverged and Phil began another season of self-reflection.

Before long he fell in love with and married Michelle Sepan, whom he had known and worked with for decades. During those years they developed a profound sense of compassion, love, understanding and patience for one another, and the importance of giving to others. Together, they transformed Phil's beloved country house into a real home, and opened it up to friends, family, neighbors, and even strangers in need. Numerous holidays, friends and family dinners and many Cowboy watch parties were hosted. Phil was a Cowboy's Football fan, true and blue, much to the chagrin of his dad, who was a die-hard Redskins fan. It is safe to say Phil and Michelle made it their goal to take hospitality to a whole new level. Michelle deeply loved Phil and faithfully stood by him through thick and thin.

Phil had a complicated relationship with faith, shaped by an event in childhood that shook his trust in religion. Even so, he held himself to a standard of virtue that many of us Christians would strive to live up to. To the great happiness of his family, a few years ago he began praying daily in an effort to seek a relationship with Jesus Christ. Those who loved him lift those prayers up, trusting that the Lord will count him among His own.

On Wednesday, February 18, Phil told his lifelong friend Tony Turner that he was having trouble breathing. Phil eventually called an ambulance to take him to the Medical City McKinney Emergency Room. He was moved to the ICU that Friday for further treatment, it was then discovered he had a previous stroke and a more severe recent episode. Phil remained in the Doctor's care for several days, keeping him as comfortable as possible. Before long, those who loved him most made the difficult humane decision to allow him the peace and dignity of passing.

In those final days his bedside was surrounded, both physically and from afar, by loved ones including Michelle, Dina, David, Blake, Tony, Dennis, Gwen, Kara and Alex Williams, Jay, Nina Cummings, and many more. There were family members, childhood companions, and lifelong friends representing centuries of shared memories. The room was filled with laughter and tears, prayers and stories, far more than could ever be recounted here.

Phil will be remembered for his adventurous spirit, his generous heart, and the laughter he so easily shared with others. He had a gift for turning ordinary moments into stories and strangers into lifelong friends. Those who knew him will carry forward the lessons he taught through his example: work hard, care deeply for the people in your life, and never lose your sense of curiosity or humor. His memory will live on in the family he loved the friendships he treasured, and the many lives he touched along the way.