Richard M. “Marty” Ogle, Jr.

 April 21, 1961- July 1, 2024

Beloved husband, father, son and brother

Anyone who knew Marty Ogle knows there was one thing that guided everything he did in this life: his love for his family. Nothing was more important, and neither time, nor distance, nor health issues, ever got in the way of that love.

In honor of him, we share this brief snapshot of Marty’s life, way too short, but eternal in the love he lived by.

Richard Martin Ogle, Jr. was born on April 21, 1961, in Fort Eustis, Virginia. He was the second child of six, and the first son, of Constance Marie Ogle and Richard Martin Ogle, Sr. When Marty was little, the family moved to St. Paul, Minnesota,where he and his siblings attended elementary school. They spent happy summers camping (eight people in one tent)! at Willow River State Park. When Marty was 12, his dad’s job took the family to Bellevue, Nebraska, where they lived while they built their new family home in the small town of Treynor, Iowa. It was there at Treynor High School that Marty excelled in wrestling, football, and giving all five of his siblings an endlessly hard time.

Marty loved to take things apart and build new things with the parts, which caused his siblings to lock up their bikes and anything else he might get into so they wouldn’t find it in pieces later.

After he graduated high school, Marty moved to Omaha and became a skilled security technician, installing security alarms in businesses all over the city. He loved going to church and playing volleyball and foosball. He was also a competitive arm wrestler (with techniques he likely perfected on his siblings).

In 2005, Marty fulfilled two of his life’s greatest dreams when he became husband to his love, Susan Skoumal; and father-figure to her bright young son, Matthew Skoumal. Their love and their family grew even more when they welcomed their beautiful daughter, Taylor Ogle, later that year.  Marty adored Matthew and Taylor. He put up a basketball hoop in their driveway so he and Matthew could play hours of basketball together. If he wasn’t doing that, you could find him on the floor playing with baby Taylor with the singular goal of making her smile and laugh.

Life was good, but it also became challenging as Marty’s life-long battle with Type 1 diabetes slowly took its toll. Eventually he had to scale back his active lifestyle, and then work, after he suffered three strokes in 2009. But that didn’t stop him. When his mother’s battle with multiple sclerosis required more help than his dad could handle, Marty stepped in. For years, he helped care for his parents and their house, allowing them to stay in their home until they both passed away years later.

Again, no matter what the challenge, family came first.

From annual family reunions and fun sibling visits, through pandemic Zoom calls and his nightly text asking everyone: “What’s for dinner?,” he made sure everyone stayed connected, just like they did around the dinner table when they were kids. It was appropriate then, that these “kids” were around Marty’s bedside when he peacefully passed away on July 1. Dying just the way he lived, bringing all his family together, with love.

We will miss you, brother Mar.

Celebration of Life Service: Saturday July 6, 2024, 10:30 AM at West Center Chapel, 7805 West Center Road, Omaha.

Memorials are kindly suggested to the Nebraska Diabetes Foundation.

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