Carolus (Carl) Martinus Osborn, age 84, passed away peacefully, surrounded by family, on November 26th, 2024, in St. Anthony, Idaho. He was born in Salt Lake City, Utah in 1940 to his mother Carolina Martina (Roestenberg) Osborn, and his father John Richard Osborn. He grew up in Garden Park Ward and attended East High School with the class of 1958, though he did not quite finish. He worked in his grandfather's tool and die shop, learning specialized skills that ultimately led to his starting his own successful business. He married his wife Maria, in Evanston WY in 1960. A few years later, they moved to Albuquerque New Mexico where he ran his business, raised his family and lived in the same house for fifty years.

He founded Osborn Machine, Inc. in Albuquerque in 1968, a tool and die shop, where he crafted specialty parts for local native jewelry makers, then private medical companies, the US government and other clients. He dedicated himself to perfecting his trade and took pride in achieving high quality fabrications. He used terms like 'elbow grease' and 'stickwithitiveness' when encouraging his children to realize their own success (and to sweep the shop floor). Keeping the family trade alive, he taught his son, Carl Jr., his skills, working together in the shop for over twenty-five years. In fact, all his children spent time working at the shop at various capacities from an early age. The shop remained open for business until a few years ago. Afterwards, he kept it as a place to enjoy his pet projects like working on his many cars. His shop was his happy place, a family gathering spot, a central part of his identity and the life of his family.

He thought deeply about spiritual questions and his religion was important to him. He was a practicing Mormon and served as Bishop from 1998 to 2003 for the North Valley Ward of the Albuquerque Stake. After his time as Bishop, he continued to quietly serve his community and was particularly touched by the needs and suffering of the homeless. Over the years, he and Maria offered their home to a few children who needed a stable and nurturing place to be.

Passionate about life, he was full of personality, charismatic, demanding and often the center of gravity for those around him. He loved to dress as Santa at Christmastime, to spread cheer and give gifts, never forgetting to include the less fortunate in his rounds. He loved travel and made it a point to see all 50 American States. One memorable family trip was to New York City in 1986 where he took his kids on horse-drawn buggy rides, visited the FAO Shwartz toy store, and stayed at a fancy hotel on 5th Avenue and Central Park South. On that trip, he made time every evening to take meals and sit and talk with a few homeless men he befriended in Central Park. He sought to reunite one of them with his estranged family. You couldn't help but notice that his favorite part of that trip was acknowledging the inherent value of those men and seeking to lift them up.

He loved travel, making it to Europe, Mexico, Canada and every state in the US. He was particularly fond of Hawaii and enjoyed taking cruises with his kids and their families. He regularly traveled to visit his kids wherever they happened to be living - from Alaska to New York City. In a way, he was the family shepherd always tending to his sheep, never letting any of us stray too far. It is safe to say his greatest pleasure was gathering the family together. He and Maria made it a tradition to host a family Christmas party every year where dozens of his kids, their spouses, grandkids, and great grandkids would play boisterous rounds of white elephant gift exchange, eat New Mexican food and enjoy the carefully decorated space and each other's company. He'd be sitting in his chair, mostly beaming, sometimes frustrated by his inability to hear everything that was being said. Did he ever quietly think to himself, "I started all this…all these beautiful faces…my legacy"? In his last year, as his health deteriorated, we found ourselves gathered around him several times in hospital beds. Once, while covering his feet with blankets because he was cold, he whispered to me that seeing the family together for this purpose felt like spiritual fulfillment. At the end of this obituary is a long list of the names of those whom he is survived by. He has over fifty direct descendants (and counting). There is no doubt he deeply loved every one of them.

He is preceded in death by his parents, his brother Melvin Osborn, great granddaughter Alec Rain Dally, and great grandson Luke Osborn. He is survived by his wife Maria (Vanderver) Osborn, six children: Caroline (Osborn)(and Ted) Varoz, Carolus Martinus (and Tanya) Osborn Jr., Janet (Osborn)(and Bruce) Boeke, JoAnn (Osborn)(and Gary) Hope, Connie Osborn, and Monica (and Sean O'Dowd) Osborn; nineteen grandchildren: John Varoz, Katie Williams, Joseph Varoz, Matthew (and Rachel) Varoz, Jesse (and Renee) Varoz, Andrew (and Ariel) Varoz, Carolus Martinus Osborn III, Hilliary Osborn, Levi Osborn, Nathan Boeke, Sarah Boeke, Daniel Boeke, Tyler Dally, Macey Cowley, Logan Dally, Trevor Dally, Garrett Dally, and Hanaa Garcia-Osborn; twenty-six great-grandchildren: Lauren Williams, Lance Williams, Mace Williams, Sophia Varoz, Luke Varoz, Charlotte Varoz, Liam Varoz, Jaxton Varoz, Madi Varoz, Shylynn Osborn, Carolus Martinus Osborn IV, Tierney Waters, Mmonti Hoskins, Haizlee Osborn, Jace Stanczyk, Allison Stanczyk, Hayden Dally, Elijah Dally, Juliet Dally, Booker Cowley, Cavin Carolus Cowley, Decker Cowley, Rowen Dally, Dani Dally, June Dally, and Oakley Dally.

In lieu of flowers, please consider contributing in his name to the Albuquerque homeless shelter.

Service will be broadcasted at: https://my.gather.app/remember/carolus-osborn