Gregory Aldo Bergman
Gregory Aldo Bergman, age 81, of Quincy, died February 20, 2026, at Blessing Hospital. He was born August 16, 1944, in Quincy, Illinois, the son of Lester and Alma Judy (Gregory) Bergman.
Greg was a graduate of Christian Brothers High School. Following graduation, he worked at the family business, Bergman Nursery before serving honorably in the United States Navy from 1964 to 1968 aboard the aircraft carrier USS Constellation (CVA-64) during a Western Pacific deployment in the early years of the Vietnam era.
After returning home, Greg devoted more than 30 years to education at Liberty School in Liberty, Illinois, where he taught English, social studies, and history. Even after retiring from teaching, he continued to serve as a substitute for many more years in area schools.
An avid outdoorsman, Greg enjoyed hunting, fishing, searching for arrowheads, four-wheeling, and riding his motorcycle in his signature bib overalls. He took great pride in tending his garden, canning produce he grew, baking homemade bread, and sharing it all with family and friends. Greg was an active member of the Crossing Church and was a lifelong member of the NRA.
Greg is survived by his wife, Judy Ann Bergman (Schullian); his son, William Curtis Bergman and wife Casey Bergman, both of Quincy; his daughter, Sara Ann Underwood (Bergman) and son-in-law Keith Allen Underwood of Springfield, Illinois; his beloved granddaughters, Rebecca Ann Jones of Westminster, Maryland, and Olivia Lauren Jones of Springfield, Illinois; his siblings, Stephen Bergman and wife Lonna of Carthage, Illinois; Theresa Bergman of Estman, Georgia; Mark Bergman and wife Donna; and Mike Bergman and wife Karen, all of Quincy; and sisters-in-law Mary Gramke, Ann Shaffer, and Beth Schullian.
He was preceded in death by his parents, three nieces, two nephews, and four brothers-in-law.
Cremation rites have been accorded. Friends and family are invited to an inurnment on March 14, 2026, at 10:00 a.m. at Calvary Cemetery. Service arrangements are with Duker & Haugh Funeral Home. Memorials may be made to The Crossing Camp, a program for children and teens focusing on community, teamwork, and Christian faith-based activities at The Crossing Church, Quincy.
I remember Greg very well ! He was a classmate of mine at Christian Bros High School !Class of 1962 ! I thank him for his service- proud of him! RIP Greg ! Thank you for your high school friendship! Salute !
Harry McKinney, US Air Force,Retired, 1962 classmate!
Thank you!! Appreciate you sending us a note!
Sara❤️
Mr. Bergman was my fifth grade teacher at Liberty Grade School. He truly made learning fun. He was a favorite for so many students. When he would come into the library, he would always come in wearing his bib overalls & would wave & say, Hi, Miss Duesdieker. I have missed seeing his smiling face over the years. He will definitely be missed.
What a sweet memory 💖 Thank you!
Sad news to hear. Mr. Bergman was my 5th grade teacher at Liberty. He was one of my favorite teachers. He made learning fun and very interesting.
I haven’t seen him in years but remember him and thought of him every time the subject of school came up in conversation. I also enjoyed going to his wife, Judy to get my hair done with my mom, Jolene. He will be missed. Sorry for your family’s loss.
So sorry for your loss Judy from the girls at Ladies of Charity
Mr. Bergman left such an impression on me from my time in his history and English classes in sixth grade at Liberty! I wish I would have let him know that I became a teacher. He assigned me novels to read which we discussed together at his desk. I’ll pass along his recommendation of “Song of the Wild” by Alan Eckert as a unique pick. He also brought his sense of humor with him to class. One day there was a huge six-foot long cardboard tube leaning up against the wall in the classroom. Once we’d settled in for class he announced to us that he’d brought in a tool for hunting moose, which imitated their mating call and could be heard all the way across a lake. He lifted one end of the tube to his mouth and hoisted the other end toward us up near the ceiling and took a deep breath. We all braced for an ear-splitting, primal scream, but then he yelled through the tube, “Halllloooo over there!” Maybe you had to be there, but it was hilarious. He was a treasure. I’m sorry to his family that you’ll be missing him. I’m so glad our paths crossed for a time.