Philip Anthony Flack

Philip Anthony Flack, born March 22, 1975, passed away July 7, 2019.

There was only one Phil Flack, the Old Soul Cowboy, who named his trucking company “Nighthawk Trucking” because in the old days of cattle drives, the cowboy who stood watch over the cows at night and sang to them was nicknamed the Nighthawk.

Phil was a man of infinite talent. In his lifetime he had a degree from University of Wyoming in range management, was a professional bass fisherman, a rodeo saddle bronc and team roper, carpenter, wicked beer brewer, expert grill-master, talented motorcycle rider and mechanic, reloader of shotgun shells, winner of trap shooting competitions, and his own barber who shaved his face the old-fashioned way. He had many aspirations for the future, but his life was cut short unexpectedly.

He leaves his wife and best friend ADV motorcycle rider, Carrie Finch of Priest River, Idaho, with whom he celebrated his third anniversary on July 1; his Navy son, not by birth but by choice, Cameron Krepcik of San Diego, California; his mother Linda and brother Robert of Spokane, Washington; his best bud since high school, Rob Linton; his second parents Leroy and Vickie; and his beloved daughter Amy, aptly nicknamed “Number 1” by Dad. Amy wrote this tribute:

“First of all, if you really knew my dad, you should feel lucky because they were few and far between. And if you really knew my dad, you know that he would have given anything to live as if he was in a 1960s John Wayne movie. Let’s just say, I can only pray that there are cowboy bars in heaven. While his life was no John Wayne movie, the man I’m proud to call my father was the most determined, unwavering, and hardworking guy I have ever met. Whether it was manual labor, project management, real estate, and especially his newfound love-long haul truck driving, he was never one to quit until the job got done. The biggest job of them all, raising my brother and I, was no exception and I’d say he did one hell of a job.

“My dad has given me an irreplaceable childhood and I’d give anything to thank him one more time. He taught me how to keep on going … even when the going gets rough, how to stand my ground, how to stay true to God’s word, even when it’s hard, and especially important: how to defend myself with a 9mm. He loved me and supported me in all aspects of my life and for that I am forever grateful. He was my biggest fan and always pushed me to exceed my limits, never letting me settle for less. Never take for granted what you have today, because tomorrow is never promised. I would do anything to hug you one last time Daddy, I love you forever and always.

P.S. I pinky-promise I’ll start using that laundry basket.”

“The Cowboy’s Last Ride,” will be Saturday July 20, 2019, at 11 a.m. at the Newport Gun Club, up First Street at Coyote Trail Road, Newport. Please, in lieu of flowers, contribute to the Working Ranch Cowboy Foundation. wrca.org/wrcf 806-374-9722.

Sherman-Campbell Funeral and Cremation Services in Priest River is in charge of arrangements. Family and friends are invited to sign the online guest book at shermancampbell.com.