Last April, 2021, we lost our lifelong friend and Caribou Club original contributor, 

Cheryl Hardy Phillips

Below is a tribute to Cheryl, which she helped to put together.

We welcome any submissions of pictures or words, any length, 

 to this page by sending them to

geneventura@sbcglobal.net

We will forever miss Cheryl, 

who always stayed in touch and was ready to do 

whatever it took to keep us together.





               A birthday party for Carolyn in October 1947 

with Chris, Cheryl and everyone's favorite Mom, Marian



      Below: Snow at the Hardy house on Gilmore St. in 

January of 1949 

I think that was our old Pontiac - Chris, Cheryl and Carolyn

First Communion, 70 years ago

St. Elisabeth,Van Nuys 1956

Cheryl is in row 4 next to last girl on left, (go 3 more to the right and that's neighbor Paul Ebert). The whole Gilmore gang in this photo, including Jeanne, Marshall, Tommy, and also Gene, (Row 5, third from right, when I still had hair).   Of course, Father O'Dwyer sits in front

From Gene....

I first met Cheryl Hardy 70 years ago in first grade at St. Elisabeth Elementary School, (dreadful uniforms) in Van Nuys. She had an older sister, Lyn, and a big brother, Chris. I had two brothers, Jack and Jeff. The Atkinsons and Brewsters lived up the Street. The Boulgers were around the corner. We all grew up in the idyllic San Fernando Valley during the 50’s. Life was sunny, skies were blue, we biked, roller-skated, and then in the afternoons we danced, (Well, some of us) to “American Bandstand” at the Hardy house on Gilmore St. Cheryl’s parents, Marian and Howard, were wonderful and fun loving people, who welcomed pre-delinquents like me into their home. Howard, who went by the nickname “Cap,” was a mover and shaker in the Los Angeles and California political scene. We all campaigned for him, handing out bumper stickers and carrying signs at rallies. Marian was the treasurer for St Elisabeth Church. I told her one time, “Count that money carefully, Mrs. Hardy. We don’t want our tuition to go up.” By the way, it was $60 per year, per family. What is it now???

Cheryl enjoyed a fulfilling career as a Library and Media Specialist, and affected many young lives. (See story below). I also went into teaching, so we had regular opportunities to argue or agree about reading and education, usually over ample glasses of beer and wine. She was a great friend throughout her whole life, always ready with a meaningful thought or story.

There seems to be universal agreement that the greatest single event of Cheryl’s life was meeting Stan Phillips, one of the coolest dudes ever to float upon the planet. They married, and then the next two greatest events of Cheryl’s life occurred, the arrivals of their two daughters, Jennifer and Amy. What a great life in Newhall. Then Stan’s untimely death not only shocked and saddened  everyone, but it bounced Cheryl into the situation of being, in a moment,  a single parent. But we watched Cheryl handle her tremendous loss and subsequent short and long term multiple challenges with much determination and love.

Cheryl was a founding member of the Caribou Club and an original contributor and editor to this webpage. She also helped when we set up a non-profit tax deductible charitable 501-c-3 corporation,        The Caribou Club Foundation.        

Our non profit Charter requires community based donations that help support Senior services, so in Cheryl's name, the Caribou Club Foundation is donating $500 to

The Bernardi Senior Center in Van Nuys.

In case you didn’t know, The Caribou Club gets its name from the herds that run wild up north. But when caribou get old and slow down, they must beware of wolves and other old age issues. So the Caribou Club tries to keep everyone running, but sometimes someone doesn’t make it, and this cycle of life defines our existence

We will all miss Cheryl, her charm, her energy, her lust for life. Huge loss for me. 

So long, Cheryl.... Gene Meyer

Below are two photo collages from Cheryl's Memorial, held last Saturday, 

Oct 25, 2021. The first is family and the second is friends.

Below, some photos of our Caribou Campouts

Like so many of our fellow Caribou I knew Cheryl for many, many years starting from the Fourth grade at St. Elisabeth Elementary School. Our family had just returned to Van Nuys from a 2 year residence in Oregon. I first met Cheryl and her Brother Chris when they asked a few of us to help them circulate campaign posters for her Dad, Howard "Cap" Hardy, who was running for a city office. They asked us to pass them out all over Van Nuys to help her Dad. How could I have possibly passed up such a beautiful girl's request? Cheryl was actually my first girlfriend in the sixth grade at St. Elisabeth. She wore my crossed swords for the entire three weeks we were a couple, until Eddie Flynn came along and stole her from me. I used to tell Stan, much later in life that I had her as a girlfriend first. This friendship has lasted well over 70 years that consisted of many events and happenings in between. One of the happiest of those times was when we were invited to the McDuffee’s house to meet Cheryl’s new boyfriend Stan; I will always remember how happy and proud she was to introduce Stan to her lifelong friends.  We were kind of a stuck up group and cautious about who we took in. Stan not only fit in, he became our brother overnight. Stan was an absolutely perfect match for Cheryl and a wonderful  father to Jennifer and Amy. When Stan passed suddenly and much too early in life, Cheryl stood strong and continued to raise the girls to what they are today. I loved Cheryl and deeply miss that smile and laugh even today, yes and you too Stan.


Terry Coultas




  In Ventura in April, 2009 with teacher friend and budding author, Dianne White and Children's author, Alexis O'Neill



 The whole family in Lake Piru at my Retirement Party on May 2, 2009.


   Marian Hardy and Pat McDuffee at a baby shower for Jeanne -1968

 

 Cheryl with Jen and her two, Olivia and Carter, and Amy with Miss Lucy on Balboa Island in July 2008.

Cheryl on her last day at work in the Peachland Library with my great teachers and friends. 




Librarian books her retirement

She plans to stay connected to children 

By  Melissa Gasca
Signal Staff Writer
mgasca@the-signal.com
661-259-1234 x518
Posted: May 3, 2009  9:43 p.m.
Updated: May 4, 2009 4:55 a.m. 

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Cheryl Phillips is retiring after 17 years as a librarian at Peachland Avenue Elementary School, but that doesn't mean it was easy to let go. It also doesn't mean she'll stop instilling a love for books in children. 

But to embark on a new path of retirement and volunteerism, she had to say goodbye on Thursday to a school filled with inspired students who will miss her deeply. 

"How many jobs are there where you get to receive hugs every day?" said Phillips, 63, of Newhall. "The hard part is to say goodbye to the kids. It was so hard to let go. I feel so much that it's my library." 

Phillips' legacy within the Newhall School District began in 1982 at Peachland Elementary, where she worked as a teacher's aid. From there she transitioned to Old Orchard Elementary School, then spent time with Newhall Land and Farm, and then on to Valencia Valley Elementary School. 

"I applied for the librarian position there but didn't get it," she said. "They put me in the office, instead. So I opened up the new school - I remember being there till four in the morning opening up boxes of chairs and desks." 

It wasn't until 1992 that a librarian's position opened up at Peachland Elementary. That paved the way for Phillips to fulfill a passion she'd had since high school. 

"After the English classes I took in high school, I knew I loved books and literature," she said. "I was an English major in college - that was my love." 

Phillips' position as the school library media tech required her to read to children daily, help teachers find books to help supplement their curriculum, teach older students how to effectively research online and more. But Phillips took her job even further than that. 

"I think my most important job is motivating the kids to have a love for reading," she said. "You can teach kids to read, but unless you give them exciting, challenging stuff to read, they're never going to develop a love to read." 

Sisters Emily and Kelly Shapiro said Phillips always had a good book to recommend. 

"I never loved to read, but she definitely encouraged us to read more, and that helped get me through my elementary years," said Emily, an eighth-grader at Placerita Junior High School. "She was very good at picking out a good book for you." 

Peachland Elementary first grade teacher Dianne White said Phillips went out of her way to choose and order books for the school's library. 

"She was a really strong advocate for bringing books, even when the budget cuts were really, and still are, a problem," White said. 

"She wrote grants to receive collections of books."

On her last day, Phillips' domain - the library - was flooded with hundreds of personalized cards, flowers, and heart-felt gifts from all grades of students at Peachland. 

"If you go, who will read us books?" asked one colorful card written in a first-grader's crooked handwriting. 

Phillips said it was when students would come in on their own time to pick out a new a book that she knew she had helped instill a love for reading in them. 

"When they have a choice to play at recess or come in and get a book - and they come in, you think, ‘I got that one,'" she said. 
Although Phillips is retiring, children's reading will remain a priority in her life. 

"I will always stay connected to children reading somehow because I have such a passion for it," she said. 

She plans to volunteer at the school's library and remain part of the children's reading organizations that she is a part of, such as the Children's Literature Council of Southern California. 





Thank you for visiting Cheryl's memorial page. Her brother Chris Hardy also had a page on this website that Cheryl put together when Chris passed and which we have taken the liberty to include. Please click below.

Chris Hardy