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Bright sunshine broke through the clouds and the heavy rains stopped as Ronald Wayne Busse passed away on Tuesday, October 5, 2021. After a painful battle with cancer, Wayne peacefully slipped away in his home in Surrey, BC, surrounded by his loving family. Wayne is survived by his beloved wife Beverley, son Mark and his wife Andrea, daughter Terri and her husband Rod, along with numerous grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and cousins across Canada.

Born in Saskatoon, Wayne lived his early childhood with his mother, Bernice, in Watrous, Saskatchewan. His father, Walter, was in the airforce as a rear gunner during WW2 and survived (surprisingly—especially to Walter himself). At the time little Wayne loved visiting his Uncle Henry, who taught him swear words and let him nap with the pigs on sunny afternoons.

After the war, they then moved to Gretna, Manitoba, where his mother worked at the Post Office and his father at the Oil Industry storage tanks just outside of town. Wayne attended the Mennonite Collegiate Institute, (MCI) where he caught the eye of a few girls but he was too busy playing baseball, basketball and hockey to have time for girls. 

While attending the University of North Dakota for his degree in physical education, he made a couple of new friends including a married couple that became very special to him. They have maintained a friendship for more than 50 years. Wayne lived on campus and they lived in married housing and spent a lot of time with each other. When he could, he helped the wife sell the sandwiches she made to other students on campus. They still make and enjoy his meatloaf recipe to this very day.

And then he met his wife-to-be, Beverley Porter, in the Altona Curling Rink, the summer of 1963. Beverley worked at the rink concession stand and one day Wayne asked her for a free raw hotdog wiener, and that was the unusual start of a wonderful romantic journey together. They dated for 4 years while each were completing their education. Bev became a Registered Nurse and Wayne a High School teacher. They married in 1967 and had a son, Mark, and a daughter, Terri.

When Mark was five and Terri was three, the family moved to beautiful British Columba and left their other family members and friends in frigid Manitoba…Still don’t know why they opted to stay in ‘Winterland’ but they did! To each their own.

Being an avid athlete, he coached and played many sports. Golf, baseball, basketball and hockey. He played hockey in BC three evenings a week, up until a hip replacement in 2011. His wife thought she was the love of his life, but she would be wrong—hockey had a big piece of his heart too.

He was a wonderful husband and friend, a dad that both children looked up to as a role model, and later a much-admired grandfather. He was a man of kindness, honesty, integrity, humility, and most importantly, a man of God. He will be sorely missed as he takes his final journey into Eternity.

From the words of Lisa Hartley, Celebrant, at Wayne’s graveside committal ceremony:
“In this difficult time of transition you will let him go one more time. Let the tears fall, and the memories come. The pain is part of the love you will always hold for him, and it will soften as you gently let go of his physical body, and recognize the legacy and guiding light he will become in your future.
It is abundantly clear that Wayne was loved, and will always be loved. No one here today will ever forget the impact of his life, on yours. Wayne taught a better way to be in this world. To live with compassion and kindness. To walk the path of Christ in deed, not just word. To care for and trust your fellow human, and respect them all as family. 
Wayne was a quiet man, whose powerful and graceful body was held together with the simple values of honesty, truth-telling, trust, and compassion. Wayne expected this of everyone and held exceptional, almost impossible standards. But mostly Wayne demanded this of himself. Extremely disciplined, he taught all a better way of being through the example of his life. 
You, this circle of loving people that surrounds him today, are his legacy, his intimate family. Yet this circle expands far beyond those of us who have gathered here. Students, friends, grandchildren…Wayne touched the lives of so many people with his passionate and practical love of people, the needy, the downtrodden and the brokenhearted.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
For everything there is a season,
And a time and purpose for every matter under heaven.
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
For everything there is a season,
And a time and purpose for every matter under heaven.

If you would like to honour Wayne and his family in this time of mourning, please consider a donation in his name to https://www.canuckplace.org or https://www.storymoneyimpact.com

Please go to this link to view a song and video written for Wayne.


Condolence Messages

  1. Fatima Mahabub Beatty

    17 October 2021 19 hours ago

    Dear Mr. Busse,

    I loved my years at Bridgeview – they are arguably some of the best times of my life and probably the best of my childhood. I loved going to school and remember feeling sad when I was sick and had to stay home. School was life for me and everyone who cared for me there were my heroes and heroines. They instilled a love for learning that I carry with me today.

    Do you remember when I was chosen as a Bridgeview Princess for Bridgeview Day? I wasn’t in your class at the time, nor did I know you very well (I was in grade 6), but you made a point to come see me and deliver the good news in person. My essay was one of the winners! You said that it was rare that a grade 6 made the cut. I felt special. I could be known among the Kings and Queens of Elementary – the Grade 7s. Looking back, I could see that you were impressed with me and you made a point of making a connection knowing that soon I would start my own Grade 7 journey. I thank you for that.

    Do you remember the art projects you assigned us in Grade 7? I think it was every month or so, you would introduce us to a new idea and we would create our own drawing based on your instructions. Well, this subject was hard for me. I didn’t consider myself an artist. My figures were sticks. The naturally talented artists were Kevin Mindel and My Le Lai. Those kids could draw anything and it would get all the gold stars. They drew for fun – not me. Ask me the definition of Molecule and I could recite it along with Atom, but tell me to draw a three- dimensional river scene and I would be staring at piece of paper with a river of eraser marks on it.

    As I struggled through these art projects, something began to click. I worked hard and put my own personality into each assignment. I began to care less about what the ‘naturals’ were doing and made each piece for myself. I measured my success by how I felt about what I did, rather than what my best friend had created (which was most times aesthetically more pleasing). I was discovering my creativity and my worth. This was also the first time I learned that I could be good at anything I set my mind to …. even drawing. At one point, one of my art projects was voted #1 by my classmates. I didn’t really enjoy this voting aspect of it, but I made it! 30+ years later I still remember. It was a moment and a life lesson I have kept near to me. You played a big part in not only teaching us skills but also providing an environment where we could experience life.

    What I want you to know Mr. Busse, is that I am not the only one who has stories like this – you and your classes and lessons have affected many in countless ways. I am just a lucky one who gets to write about mine to you. Whenever I hear a conversation about Bridgeview, it’s not long before the topic of favorite teachers comes up with a mention of Mr. Busse. You treated us like equals but also let us know with clarity when we needed to be smarter and better. We had trust in you. You celebrated our achievements and spoke to us like we were special humans who had voices and something to offer. You wanted us to succeed and we knew it. You cared about our school lives and our home lives. You were a part of our little Bridgeview community for many years even though you didn’t live there. You still are.

    These are all things I remember about you and the experience I had in your class so I wanted you to know. I carry this in my heart and will share these stories with my kids as they go through their own elementary experiences (I have two daughters, Samah age 6 and Janvie, age 4).

    It was a true blessing to have been taught by you and to know you. Childhood memories and relationships are special and strong. There is something never-ending about the experiences we have in childhood that carry us through life…. they remind us of wonder, hope and the innocence that we need. I am thinking about you and holding space in my heart for you as that little girl in your grade 7 class who looked up to you, learned from you, tried hard for you and was your friend.

    I wish you blessed days in peace with your family. Love you, Mr. Busse….until we meet again.

    Fatima Mahabub Beatty

  2. Bill Wilms

    17 October 2021 19 hours ago

    I first met Wayne Busse at Univ of North Dakota in 1962. I was playing hockey and he was on the Univ baseball team. He was a talented Baseball catcher. After my graduation in 1968 he was instrumental in me getting a PE teaching job in Winkler MB where he was teaching. He and I were playing coaches on the Winkler Royals Sr Men’s hockey team. I was hit illegally one shift and I looked up and there was Wayne challenging the other guy.
    He was a great player and terrific teammate!

    After his moving to Vancouver our sports journeys connected again. He became my assistant hockey coach with the Vancouver Jr Canucks in the Jr A hockey league. We were both sent to a World Junior Hockey coaching seminar at the 1975 World Junior Hockey Tournament in Winnipeg.

    We also played 3 seasons of Vancouver Major Men’s Softball for Reimer Express. Wayne and I both played infield positions. He was a very good 2nd baseman. We both thoroughly enjoyed a trip to California for 6 exhibition games against top California teams.

    Back in Manitoba high school, he was a dedicated and very demanding basketball and soccer coach. That continued in BC where he became a very highly respected and successful softball coach in the Vancouver and lower mainland area of BC

    Wayne and I met for morning coffees. Boy did we ever!. Counting morning coffee meetings at least 2x per week for 40+ years indicated we met 6000+ times for coffee. Each time starting pretty close to 9:30am and lasting about 2 hrs. Several times when we noticed the lunch crowd coming in we looked at the clock and were astonished it was noon

    Our routine for meeting was short. He insisted we confirm our meeting daily by phone or text. It went like this.

    Him..”what time?”

    That was it.!!No response needed. “Jumpin” meant I was jumping into the shower and he knew exactly the time needed to meet at the restaurant. His arrival timing was always perfect.

    We had a morning paper and sports, politics, religion features etc dominated our discussions. Tax increases and rising gas prices seldom concerned me. He hated them.

    The most compelling and most memorable of all our coffee times was the first time Wayne shared his “coming to Christ” story. In most ways Wayne was a very private person. He found it difficult sharing emotion.

    Living in a very “religious”community in Manitoba, he often witnessed many inconsistencies surrounding that “religious” life style. He told me one day he picked up a small book from a book carousel in a rural Manitoba gas station and he and after reading it he learned the difference between a religious life and a relational life with the person Jesus Christ. After finishing that little book he said he surrendered his life to Jesus Christ and began the journey of making Christ the Lord of his life. His life was never the same!

    Wayne really understood the concept of Grace and Gods unconditional love and forgiveness. 1John 1:9…”if we confess our sin He is faithful and just to forgive us our sin and cleanse us from all unrighteousness”

    Many, many of our coffee chats centred around world conditions of sin and unrest. Being both born again believers, it was wonderful how we both filtered so much of this horrible world news through Christ living in us and the authority of the Bible. We both agreed the the Bible (Gods word) didn’t start the debate it ended the debate. We often felt Gods presence in our times together.

    I am so very thankful and blessed to have had Wayne as a dear dear friend. I feel I knew his heart.His loyalty, honesty, forgiving and trust were exemplary. His patience with me was often undeserved. I texted or called him a few times over the many years to ask for forgiveness.

    My last words to Wayne are that if he gets to heaven before me and after wrapping his arms around his saviour Jesus and enjoying the pleasures of heaven, wait for me to get there and anticipate one day getting my text “goin?”…what a coffee that will be!!

  3. Murray Hamm

    17 October 2021 24 hours ago

    Wayne was a incredible influence on my life and 100’s of others. My condolences to the family.

  4. Murray Hamm

    17 October 2021 2 days ago

    Beverly, Wayne was an incredible influence not only on my life, but the life of so many of his students and players. Five of us teammates went on to become teachers/Principals, another a Architects and others went on to successful careers. He taught us hard work, discipline and the formula for a successful life, often at the expense of you and his family. When the team I coached met and defeated Winkler in the Provincial Finals, he was 1st person I thought of and called. I tried to emulate him but we all know that was impossible. Seeing the pictures of him at the end of his journey was difficult.
    He will be remembered by many and will always be thought of with the greatest respect.

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