February 15, 1940 – January 3, 2021
Philip H. (Phil) Jones, 80, passed away January 3, 2021 at Wesley Hospital, Wichita, KS. Born to Columbus Jones and Vera (Diller) Jones on February 15, 1940 at home in Washington, KS, he spent his childhood on the family farm. He attended grade school in Washington, graduating from Washington High School in 1958. Phil went on to attend Washburn University, graduating with a BA in Psychology in 1963 and a BBA in Business in 1964. He began graduate work at Kansas State University before embarking upon a career in human resources, spending the next 40 years at various manufacturing firms in Wichita. He retired from Child Start in 2005. He married Marilyn (Gross) Leffingwell in 1960. Two children were born of this union: Bruce Jones and Roxanne Filby. In 1981 he married Ernestine (Watkins) Jones. Phil loved to travel, grill, and create in his woodworking shop. He was very fond of poetry as well as a spirited political discussion and had a mischievous sense of humor, loving a good story. His parents and three brothers predecease him. Survivors include his wife Ernestine, son, Bruce (Chris) Jones of Olathe, KS, daughter, Roxanne (Jeff) Filby of Lincoln, NE, granddaughters Alex and Anna Jones, grandson Evan Husted, and former wife Marilyn Leffingwell. A memorial service will be held Monday, January 18, 2021, 1:00 pm at Trinity Presbyterian Church, Wichita, Kansas. Due to COVID restrictions, masks and social distancing will be required. Graveside service and burial will follow on January 19, 2021 at Washington City Cemetery, Washington, KS at 1:00 pm. In lieu of flowers, the family suggests memorial gifts may be made to Washburn University Foundation, 1729 SW MacVicar Ave., Topeka, KS, 66604 and will benefit Washburn business students.
- Washburn University Foundation
Celebration of Life
Monday, January 18, 2021
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January 18, 2021
A lot of good memories from days and nights spent at the Jones farm. Aunt Vera taking it with valor when her boys tried to sting her at table by saying, “Pass the Ketchup to kill the taste.”Uncle Lummy in his skivvies in the drenching downpour, marching toward the barn with a pole over his shoulders, singing offkey, “Mademoiselle from Armentieres, parlez vous?”
The same Uncle Lummy sending us out with horses, wagon and a .22 to count cattle in a distant pasture and giving us 3 days to get it done when one probably would have been sufficient. Then, our using the extra time to run bare-butted except for the multi-colored Kansas clay Indian markings, war whooping and marveling over the seemingly man-made piles of small sandstones we were sure had been left by some or our ancestor “tribesmen”.
Being thrown by Big Red who somehow had taken a dislike to the city kid. Skinny dipping in the pond, trying to avoid turtle nips to our pubic appendages. Rifle shooting contests, driving jalopies, good boy fun. Sweating and scratching putting up hay. I’ll miss them and you as long as I’m around to do it.
Catch up with you guys later, Cus.
Johnny Jump-up, as your Ma used to call me.
Myron & Marcia Razor
January 18, 2021
Ernie and Family,
Our thoughts and prayers will be with you today.
From earliest memory, Phil was always my best friend, and his passing leaves a big empty spot.
We have made a contribution in his memory to Washburn University Foundation.
Love and Hugs,
Myron and Marcia
January 5, 2021
I met PJones in June 2004 when he hired me to be his HR Assistant at Child Start. The next year Phil retired. Not only did he teach me HR skills, but he also taught me a lot about having confidence in the HR field. Enough so that I was promoted to Child Start's HR Manager the next year. Even though Phil started out as my boss, he quickly became a mentor and then my friend. I will miss our quarterly lunches, PJones. My heart goes out to Ms Ernie. Truly two of the most caring and fun people I have ever met.