Harper Oehmen
As his granddaughter I remember that he was a chocolate lover. He would get up in the middle of the night looking for some chocolate milk. He would also steal my cupcakes when I wasn't looking.
Birth date: Dec 17, 1945 Death date: Jul 29, 2021
Steve Oehmen, 75, of Germantown, TN passed away at his home on Thursday evening, July 29, 2021 with his wife and sons at his bedside. Dr. Stephen Oehmen leaves behind his loving wife, Susan, of fifty-two years; son Christopher (An Read Obituary
As his granddaughter I remember that he was a chocolate lover. He would get up in the middle of the night looking for some chocolate milk. He would also steal my cupcakes when I wasn't looking.
Gonna miss ya buddy. RIP
Dad always told me "It's not what matters that happens, it's what you become because of it." It's a foundational concept upon which I've relied during the most difficult of times.
There are far too many memories to share on this forum, but one stands out I'd like to remember him by. He read me "The Giving Tree" by Shel Silverstein the night before my First Communion. The closing lines will always remind me of Dad and perfectly capture his selfless giving to others:
"I don't need very much now," said the boy, "just a quite place to sit and rest. I am very tired."
"Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, "well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."
And the boy did.
And the tree was happy.
Rest in peace Dad; we miss you every day.
As I write this the memories of Steve are heavy on my heart. He was a good, caring person with a wonderful sense of humor and perhaps a story or two involving Steve and I would be good to share. His choice of autos early on was interesting. Yesterday as if on cue, I found myself behind a very old car that looked familiar. I sped up and yes it was an old Volvo sedan which brought to memory Steve’s ancient Volvo sedan which was snappily styled after a 1946 Plymouth. Back then most people thought a Volvo was a Russian washing machine or something. Well, Steve was ahead of the crowd in the luxury car department. Later (or maybe before) he bought a powder blue, very used Triumph TR3. He enlisted me in the maiden voyage. Down the road we went (a road not far from the home of his future wife). As we sped along, for no apparent reason, the hood (bonnet) loosened, opened blocking our view and blew completely off rising like a kite in the wind. We looked at each other in dismay and then began to laugh. After a short discussion with the seller it was repaired and enjoyed by Steve until the next chapter in his automotive history. Well brother, tight lines and favorable winds. Adios, Greg.
Cheryl and I met Sue and Steve (and their cats) when they moved into the apartment upstairs, on Palmer Street in Athens, OH, in 1969. They were beginning graduate school at Ohio University, as were Cheryl and me. Little did they know that the previous tenants were Stan and Joyce Plumly. Stan Plumly was just beginning a career as an English teacher at U. Maryland. He was also becoming a well-known poet. He was honored officially as the Poet Laureate of Maryland.
Sue and Steve were fun neighbors, and so were their cats.
Jim Ruggiero
Steve was our neighbor for many years. We always talked on the cove and he always greeted us with a smile. My favorite memory of Steve is when he knocked on our door because he needed our help. His hair had just gotten long enough for a ponytail. Sue was out of town so he wanted us to see if he had done the ponytail correctly!!!! It was such a fun moment! We will certainly miss Steve on the cove.
Love and prayers to Sue and the entire Oehmen family
We are so grateful to have known Steve over the last couple of years. Reconnecting with cousin Candy ( as known by her closest and favorite cousins) brought a wealth of special memories of events with Steve. Connections that involved visits in Texas for family and in Florida for spring training games, and a very special trip to Alaska round out our favorite memories of Steve. The pandemic brought us to weekly FaceTime get togethers when Steve and John dominated the conversations with old, new and mostly humorous stories. We cherish all those times with him and will miss his love and kindness.
He always could point out where he was going, even if he made it up! Love to Candy, Chris and Jeremy. Mo and John
Truly the best neighbors anyone could have. Steve will be missed for my life time. I am so thankful to know him. Love and prayers to Sue, Jeremy and Chris.