John Henry Budd

I had the pleasure of knowing Dr. Budd for the last 10+ years. He was one of the nicest, kindest people I have ever known. A quiet, unassuming man, I didn't even know he was a Doctor, until another Doctor recognized him one afternoon in my Barber Shop. Because we usually talked about history, I thought he was a retired teacher. Dr. Budd was a gentleman, and renaissance man, in ways we don't often see any more. I already miss him. God bless his family, and the rest of you!

Wow, how do you thank the family of the man who was the first to touch you as he helped you into the world? As I read this guest book, I only wish that I'd been able to spend alittle more time with him! Our family moved away to Chicago shortly after I was born. But thank you for sharing such a lovely man with us. I was born @ Deaconess Hospital in June 1962. I was a sick baby so I'm certain his compassion had an impact on my ability to grow into an adult. For one to live 100 yrs., you'd have...

John Budd was my grandmother Alice's older brother. He was a fascinating man who could have a conversation with anyone on any subject. I remember making him hearty breakfasts when he visited us in Calgary, trying to learn his memory techniques, having him play piano at my wedding and touring the St. Stephen cemetary with him.They don't make 'em like John Budd anymore, he will be missed.

Music, when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Poetry Foundation

Uncle John was an all time favorite visitor to the "West", where my mom and my aunt, (his sisters) lived. Everyone got their piano tuned when we knew he was coming. His memory for interesting trivia will always amaze me, ie baseball stats. Rest easy, now, Uncle John, we all miss you. My thoughts are with you too, Jack and Susan and families... Jane Moody Kohut (daughter of Alice Budd Moody)

My Mom and Dad, Leonard and LaVerne Sommer were just married and lived in the same apartment building on Archmere as Dr Budd and his first wife, Irma in the late 1930's. They were very good friends. Dr Budd delivered 3 of the 5 of us children. He was in the service at the time my sister and I were born. He was greatly loved and respected by our entire family. When my Dad was dying of cancer, Dr Budd called him in the hospital, and my Dad was so happy that he took the time to do so. I could...

Dr. Budd will forever be remembered for his loyalty, devotion, trust, friendliness, and empathy. Thank you Dr. John Budd for your years of serving our community.

Dr. John Budd brought me into this world at Deaconess Hospital in October 1950. Dr. Budd's office was located at the corner of my street, Archwood Avenue. My childhood memories include walking to his office with my mother for our yearly exams. I was blessed to have Dr. Budd as my doctor. My thoughts and prayers are with his family.

Dr. John Budd was a model physician and great leader in the medical community. He was a wonderful person, full of life and had a love for jazz and all things musical.He was granted a long life and will be missed by his family and all who had the good fortune to be associated with him.