Birth date: May 10, 1950 Death date: Feb 14, 2023
SCHROEDER, Omson Finley, age 72, of Oregonia, passed away Tuesday, February 14, 2023, at Bethesda North Hospital in Cincinnati. A brilliant, true Norwegian in character, Omson was talented in many aspects of his life. He was a we Read Obituary
Omson was a very loving father to Evelyn and Roberta and a steadfast loving husband to his wife, my sister Anna. He loved to share his practical knowledge of a broad sweep of subjects with me particularly of nature. I still follow his guidance about twisting on lids by first starting in the opposite direction. Rob Finley- (brother in law)
Well, you know, Omson was like a rock. Now sometimes rocks are hard to move, in a stubborn sort of way, yet rocks often are just the best thing to have when you need shelter and reassurance. Omson had that duality to him.
He had interests the way folks do, but his interests, his intelligence, were sharply honed by honest scholarship. He was keen on pursuing topics on the internet or with hours in a chair and nose deep in a book. I don't think he read much fiction instead volumes on plant life or articles on the behavior of mammalian creatures filled his leisure time quite handily. And as all researchers eventually realize, Omson's search for the one answer ended up prompting more questions needing satisfaction. I think he could have easily been a professor.
He also had a well developed understanding of art, what it meant and where it came from. His own work in clay reflected his understanding of color. Simple topic color but to Omson it was worth hours of discussion on the subtle aspects of it and the techniques required to achieve it.
His love of Anna, and their children Evelyn and Roberta was a primary concern of his being. Often he would appear to be an old Grumpus about things but that only cloaked his deep love for them. He sought the best of each one, always holding the bar a little higher, always asking for the best possible performance, not for him, but for their development.
Much light to you Omson on the next part of your journey.
Raymond
27 Feb 2023
Dear brother Omson
We shared a mutual worship at Subud gatherings many decades before I got to meet you personally. I remember well our first face to face introduction at the Cincinnati Subud hall via Raymond. That meeting was indelibly etched in my inner self and memory. You had carried oatmeal cookies from home and something in me knew this was the beginning of a relationship that would help our spiritual journeys. A beautiful gift from the one full of mercy.
Later on your health endured obstacles beyond what the average body typically can undergo, but this seemed irrelevant to the deeper Omson continuing down your unique spiritual way. It seemed each day was meaningful through accepting the small and mundane gifts of the day. And this too became an example for me. (Perhaps an osmosis of inner strength?)
I remember once when my emotions were “freaked” out by an unexpected experience. It remained in my feelings and heart for years. I had great tribulation about what to “do” with it. You off handedly mentioned after worship that a person may be given something just to witness it, and that's all that's required. Those words were a gift for me to hear right then.
It seemed to me that you accepted advice to take “the best this world has to offer” and grow in the tiny ways that are not evident to others.
Some days I am fumbling around in this outer shell and yet something knows...you and I are just a loved particle of humanity before “the One who keeps watch”. It has been a gift to be a participant with you in this and grow in awareness. And to be woken up to the need to improve forever in human nobility, the working of Grace, and submission. Hoping we may always receive Help to our capacities to accept what comes next in all situations and transitions. So a hope and prayer for a way to the proper realm prepared by The one absolutely pure, just, gracious and merciful to all. Amen
Omson was a fierce visionary. His ideas were often frustrated by the stumbling blocks of reality, lack of resources and support, but he faithfully persuaded his dreams and interests even in illness. He loved the primal elements of earth rock and fire. He loved nature and all living things and would often show the kids baby, snakes birds, turtles and
the like . His love of music brought him great peace even in the last days of his life. I will be forever grateful to have been able to know him and love him so intimately as his wife.
