Birth date: Aug 17, 1941 Death date: Apr 2, 2024
The family of Allen Eugene Schultze has entrusted Greenwood Mortuary to attend to the funeral services of their loved one. A beautiful soul has been called to rest in the eternal garden under the care of their higher power. While Read Obituary
Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed friends and family, we gather here today to honor the life and legacy of Master Chief Petty Officer (Retired) Allen Schultze. Allen was more than a neighbor; he was a guiding light, a mentor, and a cherished friend. His impact on my life, both personally and professionally, is immeasurable.
I first met Allen in the summer of 1980, a chance encounter that would forever alter the course of my life. As my senior in the United States Navy, he took me under his wing, imparting wisdom and knowledge that extended far beyond the confines of duty. Allen wasn’t just a sailor; he was a beacon of integrity, resilience, and compassion.
Allen Schultze, affectionately known as “Schultzy,” was like a second father to me. His gruff exterior concealed a heart of gold—a heart that beat not only for his own family but for all those fortunate enough to cross his path. Together, our families forged bonds that transcended mere friendship. My wife, Lolita, and his wife, Norma, became inseparable companions, sharing laughter, tears, and countless stories.
Our family—Danny, William, and Linda—and Allen and Norma’s brood—Clint, Jesse, Billy, and Alice—grew up side by side. The children played together, their laughter echoing through our homes. Norma and Lolita, both hailing from the Philippines, found solace in each other’s company. They cooked feasts, shopped for bargains, and reminisced about their homeland. Norma even learned to drive under Lolita’s patient tutelage, securing a job at Sands Manufacturing, to work side by side with Lolita.
But it wasn’t just about shared meals and shopping trips. Allen was a man of many talents. His love for cars was legendary. Together, we rebuilt a Jaguar motor, tinkering with nuts, bolts, and grease-stained hands. When I acquired my 1970 Challenger, Allen transformed it from a relic to a roaring beauty. We scoured junkyards, hammered out dents, and painstakingly restored the interior. Those hours spent elbow-deep in engine oil and sweat forged a bond that transcended mere camaraderie.
Weekends were a celebration at the Schultze or Bewley residence. Allen, the barbecue maestro, conjured up ribs that danced on taste buds. Our families ventured to parks, fishing rods in hand, chasing sunsets and memories. Birthdays and holidays were marked by laughter, cake, and the joy of shared milestones.
And then, on April 2, 2024, Allen left us. His departure left an ache—a void that time cannot heal. Yet, even in absence, his spirit endures. Norma and Lolita, separated by years and miles, remain connected. They exchange calls, sharing updates, and reminiscing about the man who shaped our lives.
Allen Schultze, you were more than a sailor; you were a compass, guiding us through life’s tempests. Your legacy lives on in the laughter of our children, the smell of barbecue smoke, and the hum of engines. Rest well, dear friend. Your watch has ended, but your impact echoes across generations.
With love and gratitude,
ATCS (AW/SW) (Ret.) Bill R & Lolita Bewley & Family
