My husband and I first met Bud Bergquist and his wife Shirley at a meeting for new residents of the Phoenix Residence's house being planned/built in Newport, Minnesota. It was 2005 and my sister Suzy had just moved to Minnesota from Indiana about 6 months before and was seeking a place to live. Bud's son Dale was already scheduled to live in the house, along with his wife Kim. But Kim passed away suddenly and the house was reconfigured and Suzy had a room. And thus we joined the "Newport House Family" and soon formed a strong bond with all the families, including Dale's. Nearly every Sunday we saw Bud and Shirley, either at the house, or at Newport Lutheran Church (my sister joined soon after moving to Newport) and enjoyed meeting for events and outings and holidays. When my sister went through Confirmation process at NLC, Bud and Shirley stood as her Godparents. Over the years, it was Bud who we saw handling repairs to the church, to the Newport House, to Dale's room, always kind and helpful, but also clear on what needed to be done (and how) and we learned to respect his capabilities and suggestions. And those smiles! He had many smiles and I learned to interpret his thoughts through those. In 2016, we lost Dale and I saw Bud grieve. Around the same time we lost Mark (Suzy and Dale's housemate) and in 2017 we lost Suzy. Tough times. Bud was there throughout, always said the right thing, never hid his feelings of loss for Dale and for the others. A kind, useful, helpful, funny, good man. I am sorry I didn't see him again this year, will miss him.