Michael Alan Oshie

Michael Alan Oshie, affectionately known as “Shorty” by his siblings and lifelong friends, and lovingly called “Pops” by his grandchildren, passed away peacefully on July 21, 2025, in Everett, Washington, after a long and courageous battle with ongoing medical issues. He was 74 years old. His passing leaves a deep ache in the hearts of all who knew and loved him.

Mike was born on July 3, 1951, in the small northern town of Baudette, Minnesota, to Joseph and Sally (Jones) Oshie. He was the youngest of seven children in a strong, close-knit family, and though the youngest, he carried a resilience and loyalty that reflected the values instilled in him from an early age. He was preceded in death by his parents and his six beloved siblings—Max, Delores, Margaret, Buster, Joanne, and Richard—each of whom helped shape the foundation of who he became. He was also preceded in death by his treasured first grandchild, Brandon Ambrose, whose memory remained forever close to Mike’s heart.

Mike is survived by his loving wife of 48 years, Susan (Olson) Oshie. Their nearly five decades of marriage were built on mutual devotion, unshakeable commitment, and deep companionship. Together, they raised three children—Scott, Jeremy, and Jamie—each of whom carries forward his legacy of humor, strength, and unconditional love. Mike also leaves behind five grandchildren who were the light of his life: Jersey, Ramsey, Liberty, Macie, and Nolan. His face would light up in their presence, and they knew without a doubt how deeply “Pops” adored them.

Following his graduation from high school, Mike made the brave decision to enlist in the United States Marine Corps. He served his country with honor and distinction, completing two tours during the Vietnam War. His service was marked by courage, commitment, and selflessness—qualities that would guide him throughout his life. Mike was awarded multiple commendations during his time in the military, and his pride in being a Marine never waned. He was rarely seen without his Marine Corps hat and was a familiar face at Veterans Day assemblies, particularly when attending those held at his grandchildren’s elementary schools. He stood tall during the Pledge of Allegiance, his eyes full of quiet pride and his heart full of gratitude.

Mike had a deep and abiding love for the outdoors. Whether he was casting a line from a boat, sitting on a dock with a cup of coffee at sunrise, or telling stories by the fire on a camping trip, he found peace and joy in nature. He cherished time spent fishing and camping with his family and friends, where laughter flowed as freely as the rivers he loved. His storytelling—always peppered with a sharp sense of humor and a bit of harmless sarcasm—was legendary. He could make anyone laugh, even on the toughest days.

A lifelong athlete and devoted sports fan, Mike played hockey and baseball in his youth and was known for his incredible speed on the ice. Family members still recall with awe how he seemed to glide across the rink like he was born to do it. That same passion for sports stayed with him into adulthood, as he rarely missed a chance to watch his children and grandchildren compete. Whether it was baseball, fastpitch softball, hockey, wrestling, or football, Mike was there—cheering from the sidelines, offering advice, or simply being a steady, loving presence. His pride in their efforts was always clear.

More than anything, Mike was a family man. He worked hard his entire life to provide for those he loved, never once hesitating to give more than he had. He didn’t just build a house—he built a home. And when others needed one, he opened his doors wide. Many extended family members found comfort and support under his roof during difficult times, and he welcomed them with a generous heart, treating them as his own. His sense of loyalty was unwavering.

His humor, often dry and laced with sarcasm, was a hallmark of who he was. He could light up a room with a single joke or a well-timed comment. His laughter was contagious, and his presence brought a sense of comfort and familiarity that will be sorely missed. Mike had a way of making people feel seen, heard, and accepted—just as they were.

Michael Alan Oshie leaves behind a legacy of strength, service, love, and laughter. He was a husband, a father, a grandfather, a veteran, a friend, and a man of quiet integrity. Though he has left this world, his spirit remains in the stories we tell, the lessons he taught, and the lives he touched.

Family and friends are invited to celebrate Mike’s life and honor his memory on Saturday, August 9th at 2:00 p.m. at Calvary Lutheran Church, located at 2532 Rockefeller Avenue, Everett, Washington. All who knew and loved him are welcome to attend and share in remembering a truly remarkable man.