John Henry Biggio, 67, of Byron Center, Michigan, passed away in December 2025. Born on January 24, 1958, in Hoboken, New Jersey, John spent his childhood in the Hudson Valley of New York before building a life defined by compassion, curiosity, and unwavering devotion to those he loved.

John earned his Doctorate in Psychology, a field that fit him perfectly. His gentle nature, deep empathy, and natural ability to listen without judgment touched the lives of everyone who knew him. Whether offering guidance, sharing a thoughtful insight, or simply being present, John had a way of making others feel understood, valued, and cared for.

John's greatest joy came from his family. He shared decades of partnership, laughter, and quiet adventures with his wife, Karen, the love of his life. Together, they enjoyed discovering new restaurants, watching their favorite shows, spending time with friends, and their cherished family vacations. Their lighthearted banter—full of teasing, warmth, and an unmistakable tenderness—was one of the truest reflections of their deep bond.

He was a devoted father to Sam (Megan) and Anna (Ryan), always ready with support, wisdom, and—of course—his signature dry humor. Nothing meant more to him than being a good family member, a value he lived and taught every day. He was endlessly proud of his children; they were the best parts of him, and he took great joy in the people they had grown to be.

John also spent many years caring for his father-in-law and mother in their later years, offering them the same patience, loyalty, and gentle support he gave to everyone he loved.

Becoming a grandfather brought John his happiest years. To Ellie, Cole, Emma, Ruby, and Nora, he was a steady, loving presence—the fun grandpa who took them to the park, taught them life skills, watched shows with them, always picked them up from school, took them fishing, helped them with their homework, encouraged their curiosities, and even taught Cole how to mow the lawn. He played Barbies, doctor, and school (always the student), told dad jokes of legendary dryness, and never missed an opportunity to make each grandchild feel deeply, genuinely loved.

John is survived by his wife, children, and grandchildren; his sisters Barbara and Andrea and their families; and a wide circle of friends who cherished his honesty, wit, and kindness. He will be remembered most for how much he gave to others—his time, his heart, and his endless compassion.

To know John was to know one of the best. He was a good one—one of the best. His legacy lives on in the love he nurtured and the values he instilled: Always be a good family member.

Abba goo da, John. We love you.