I met brother Newton in 1993, we attended the same church. He was also at my wedding. One year later I gave birth to my son, Jean-Luc, his name was chosen before he was even born. I took him to church when he was 1 week old. Brother Newton took one look at him and called him Albert Jr. From that point on he was Albert Jr to Brother Newton. Along came my daughter Zuri, around age 7 she played soccer. Brother Newton was the referee at one of her games. One parent became unruly, Newton stopped the game, and had the parent removed. We were there to support all the kids, not ruin their fun. He was a champion for the young. My daughter is almost 15, and that is her most vivid memory of Brother Newton. This is only a small part of who this great man was.