Victoria Steffens
We are devastated and heart broken to write an obituary for our wonderful son, Omar Isaac Ramirez. He was born on September 15th 1976 to Victoria and Carlos Ramirez at Stanford Hospital in Palo Alto, California. At the very young age of 45, Omar passed away at Sharp Memorial Hospital in San Diego on July 12, 2022. After nine days in a coma, he died with his family at his bedside. His father Carlos Ramirez was able to be with him via video calls.
Omar is survived by his mother Victoria Steffens, his father Carlos Ramirez Sr., his brother Carlos Ramirez, his stepdad Richard Steffens, his sister-in-law April and his niece and nephew whom he loved dearly. He is also survived by his “second” mother, Marcy, He leaves behind a large blended family of aunts, uncles and cousins. A special mention to Dave, his best friend from high school at Granite Hills. Dave and Omar became very close after forming their punk rock band; The Hardy Boys. Omar played the drums while Dave the guitar. They had a bit of a following for a while. Omar had also attended the Arts Academy in San Francisco as a major in film production. He had a passion for video and film that even lead him to work on a production team in Hollywood for a period of time with his cousin Aaron.
Omar was pre-deceased by his infant brother and sister neither of whom he met. His cousin Aaron is also with him as well as his best friend and “brother” Brent. It is said that when a person dies, he or she is met by all pets that were in their life-time. That being said, as an incredible dog lover, Omar has no doubtedly been welcomed by sloppy dog kisses from Chespita, Annie, Shadow (who he painted blue one time!), Chelsie, Beckett and mostly; Alex.
Omar died from a long disease process caused by alcohol, but the disease process never overshadowed who he really was. Omar was the man who everyone seemed to love at first meeting. He was always a fun, easy-going, charismatic person. He also had a serious side including a bit of a temper especially when it came to injustices. He was the person you could always talk to. A girlfriend of mine just recounted her first meeting of Omar. He and I were outside a cafe when she tearfully approached us up a hill. Omar said, “Here comes trouble!” These were the first words he ever said to her. Next he spread his arms and said, “Come here, somebody needs a hug!” She told me it was instant love. This is who Omar was.
Omar had a deep love of bicycles. Numerous lengthy bike rides were with Brent and Pete. He loved playing the guitar. When he was a teen, he would come into our bedroom with his guitar and plop on Ricks side of the bed asking him, while Rick was still half asleep, to show him a chord he just couldn’t get.
He loved, with a passion, traveling. A few of the places he had the opportunity to visit: France, Italy, Spain (his favorite), Vietnam, Thailand, Portugal and Mexico.
Omar will be missed by all. A Celebration of Life is being planned and will be held in the San Diego area.
I Love You More!! mom
