Phillip Battle

Phillip’s Journey Phillip Battle affectionately known as Phee was born January 25, 1960 in Cleveland, Ohio to the late Lawrence Battle, Sr., and Ruth Lipscomb Battle. He was the last of the hard heads, the youngest of four and 1/3 of the Battle Boys.

Phillip attended John Marshall High School and graduated in 1978. After high school, Phillip attended Ohio Diesel Technical. Phillip’s love of driving lead him to a career behind the wheel. He started driving for various trucking companies as a company driver before becoming self-employed as an owner operator driving his own semi. Although driving around the states took up most of his time. He found space to partake in his passion of drag racing. You could often find Phillip speeding down the tracks at Norwalk Drag Racing and Dragway 42, in his 48’ Altered Fiat and sometimes up and down Guardian Blvd.

Phillip leaves behind to cherish his memory, his mother Ruth, sister Sherry, brothers Stanley (Stephanie), Lawrence Jr.,; four children: Nathan, Pasha Carol, Phylisha Ruth, Shawna Joy; one grandchild Taurus; very close friend Connie Vazquez, a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends.

Phillip is going to be missed by many and leaves behind an indelible mark of sarcasm, loud belly laughs and nicknames for everyone.

I have so many memories and stories about uncle Phee… It’s a lor from him taking me on a trip in his truck to pick up a load to the Oooooweeeeee that he always says. Him calling me last minute to the girl’s hair, his big cookouts and the first pig roast. But the most memorable is it’s never Christmas at our house until him and someone knocked the Christmas tree over EVERY YEAR! And the time my mom (aunt Trish), suplexed him off the coffee table!!! It was big time wrestling! I’m going miss my favorite uncle, my buddy. I love you uncle Phee. -LaTonia’ aka Dirtball

Uncle Phee I will miss you so much, thank you for always being there for my mom and grandma, thank you for giving me childhood memories with my cousins always picking me up for the weekends. It will never feel the same going down Guardian or pulling into my driveway and not seeing your car go down the street. I hope you and my dad are having a great time. Until we meet again. -Night Rider

Me and Buddy both remember when Phee was a truck driver, he used to let us get in it and sit in the back of the cab, We also remember when he and our father had race cars and they would turn them on and they would be so loud and when he actually took us to the race track! When Phee actually lived on Guardian a few houses down from grandmas. When he brought us to see the twins, Pasha and JaQue, or them to us. -Vicky

I’ll always remember him for his semi-truck (I think it was purple??) and his race car(s). You always knew it was Phee if there was a semi-truck coming down Guardian. -Chris (Bud)

The memories are so plentiful that I don’t know where to begin. You were always around spreading cheer and joy. There was never a dull moment if you were there. I was always excited to see you. I will remember the semi-trucks, race cars and motorcycles. I will remember the fun times at Christmas and just the random days of having a drink and laughing so hard at grandpa until we cried, and our stomachs hurt! Driiiiiiveeee Onnnn! was our favorite joke, man it never got old! I’ll miss your voice, your smile and your laugh. I’ll miss your random drive bys and your crazy phone calls! I love you Phee! I hope you; Derrick and my dad Richard is up there sliding and gliding, having a great time giving them hell! You will be forever missed. –Jennifer

Memories of Phee You were the best dad a girl could ask for. You showed me many things from drag racing to how to be a lady. Many things that I will always cherish with me for the rest of my life. Not only were you my dad, you were my best friend. I could talk to you about everything. I will miss your laugh and your smile and our movie dates with Connie, pizza and wings were our favorite. I’ll never forget many times we went to the farm to ride the horses, countless memories, I love you Daddy. RIH -Shawna

Daddy was truly MY FIRST LOVE! “Daddy’s Angel” is what he called me as I proudly walk in it! Both Aquarians, loving the purple Amethyst Birthstone! Learned young that Daddy was a father who chose to be in my life when he didn’t have to! I chose him back at two months old! His presence was enough, yet he gave more than expected! He was exactly who God knew I would need in many moments of life! I know and I told Daddy, he did his best being in our live as much as we allowed him to be at his greatest ability and creating loving memories with us! Always there when needed, answering every call the most as I got older. I miss his unique laugh, charming eyes and lashes, bright smile and most of all hearing Daddy’s voice. His walk and dancing- he loved to honestly have a great time with people he connected with! I miss our heart to hearts, calls where we both caught up with life. We actively listened to each other! Sometimes Daddy knew how I felt, and I didn’t have to say anything. Daddy was always the friend I needed. I had all respect for Daddy! Period! Through every stage in Daddy’s life, I respected him deeper. Remained mannerable. Prayed that much harder! I will always cherish our bond- He is why I will always be a Daddy’s Girl. I love and loved him so much! It’s still so much to say and there’s so much I thought I still had time left to say. Thank you will never be enough. HONORED to be forever Daddy’s Angel. -Pash

I have lots of memories of Uncle Phee that I will remember. I remember how much he loved Miami Vice back in the day, the CB radio conversations and learning the truck lingo, going to the race track and spending hours watching the cars race, taking me to find shoes for my prom dress and driving all over the westside to find someone to make jerseys and hoodies for my Economics class. I'll miss our conversations on old cars and day to day stuff whenever we got the chance to catch up. He would yell Whitney (for Whitney Houston) real loud every time he saw me and swore I favored her. In the beginning, it got on my last nerve, cause I didn't see the resemblance. I laugh at it now. He will be missed. -Love, Erica

FAMILY AND FRIENDS ARE WELCOME SATURDAY, DECEMBER 12, 2020 FROM 2 TO 3 P.M. AT SLONE & CO. FUNERAL DIRECTORS 13115 LORAIN AVE, CLEVELAND OH, 44111

Acknowledgements

The Family of Phillip Battle gratefully acknowledges the many kind deeds and comforting

expressions of sympathy and support extended during our time of bereavement.

May God bless and keep you always.

John 14: 1-4 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know.