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Oscar, Oca, Doc Oca, Sir Oca, OBZ. He wore many hats, always with great aplomb and always punctuating each occasion with his signature dry humor. 

A devoted family man - he was a loving husband to Alfin, proud father to Aloi and Benil, and doting grandfather to Dui and Jam. In his career, he served in many circles. He was a dedicated professor and administrator at the University of the Philippines at Los Banos. He was also a passionate advocate for farmers’ and indigenous people’s rights, and organic and Sustainable Agriculture. 

We will miss you. 

October 3, 2020
October 3, 2020
One of the people who touched my life the most. He introduced me to sustainable agriculture along with my Crop Science 1 B teacher, Ted Mendoza. He taught me that sustainable agriculture is a philosophy and not a packet of technology. He inculcated the importance of ownership and control over land, seeds, knowledge and technology. He made me appreciate traditional knowledge and traditional food.

I was not a UPLB Volunteer and was able to join him in Mt. Pinatubo in 1992 only once. But that single fieldwork with him in Mt. Pinatubo taught me to pay attention to power dynamics as he tasked me make kwentuhan with the Visayan migrant settlers na umaaligid-aligid. He asked me to know what's happening with the distribution of relief efforts that came in the area while majority of our team engaged in FGD.  

He introduced me to the discussions on GATT-WTO and Intellectual Property Rights and how it would affect the state of agriculture and the plight of farmers in our country. And exposed me to the CRs built in Mt. Pinatubo. He challenged me to enter them para makita ko ang toilet bowl na ang laman ay malalaking bato. 

Conversations with Doc Oca can swing from global relations and national situation to the workings of the plant at the cellular level. He says that if you see how plants work, maniniwala ka talaga na may God. It's so perfect, someone must have made it. I think he was describing plant physiology with me at that time. I was like just wondering paano napunta doon ang conversation when we were just discussing farmers' situation?

Doc was always candid with me. He made fun of me and how I ran. And said that while he finds me smart, he finds my sister smarter than me. Mabilis daw pick-up ko sa general concepts at paano i-apply sa communication, but my sister, Golda would probe and pay attention to details and get the technical aspect of things. He commended my interest and passion. And always reminded na aralin ang technical aspects kasi it helps you argue things in the end. Hindi pwedeng rara. 

Doc always said teaching can be lonely. Sa dami-dami ng tinuturuan mo sa agriculture, only a few would really have the perspective of sustainable agriculture. And pursue it as a career. Kaya talagang he finds time to mentor. Happy na daw siya na may paisa-isa na sumunod. Basta meron.

I was never been his student. Or mentee. But feeling ko, kahit nakikitambay lang ako sa office niya for three years of my college life, ilang courses na natutunan ko. My interest on land, rice and seeds, and my first push to work on IP rights issues after college came from him. 

For these, thank you, Doc. Oca. At mahigpit na yakap, Aloi Santos, Benilde, at Mima.
November 6, 2019
November 6, 2019
Dear Doc OBZ,

People closest to me know how you became an instrument to completing my college degree. You, Doc Ma Lourdes and Doc Pompe. Learning from a mentor like you was nothing less than a once in a lifetime experience. You made me believe in myself when it felt it was the hardest. You are a tower of strength, knowledge and incomparable sense of humor:

OBZ: Nakakatuwa din kayong tatlo, noh? Etong si Dan, hindi naman kagalingan pero masipag, at may itsura. Kaya siya lang ang grumaduate on time. Ikaw, matalino ka naman. Tamad ka lang. Buti na lang paminsan minsan, charming ka. Eto namang si Steve... Ayan. Buti na lang mabait siya.
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OBZ: Bat mo ba kina-career ang subject ko? 1.25 na pre-final standing mo ah.
AGB: Gusto ko kasi Sir, 1.00.
OBZ: Okay na yan. Yung dating estudyante ko, 2.50 nga lang eh. Pero naging Senador.
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AGB: Sir, lilipat na ako ng major. Huhubels.
OBZ: Napagalitan ka lang, lilipat ka na!? San ka lilipat?
AGB: Sa *insert Department here* po.
OBZ: Huwag! Mahina ulo ng mga tao dun.
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Bidding you farewell is the worst thing I have done as a student so far. Such an irony, that it is even worse than all the long hours you made me spend in receiving your sermons sa tindahan ni Ate Tess. Today we are bidding you farewell but our hearts will never say goodbye to the wonderful things you’ve taught us. We are who we are today, much to your efforts and guidance.

Rest in peace, Doc OBZ! Hanggang sa muli po.
November 1, 2019
November 1, 2019
Having worked with Dr. Zamora at the UPLB Graduate School and the UPLB Man. Comm., I witnessed how helpful and accommodating he was to students, most especially. He was surely the most pro-student administrator that I have known. He was so forgiving to students, for he always believed that every student deserves a 2nd chance, or lots of chances. He never gave up on non-performing students, he even looked for them, encouraged and motivated them, and true enough, they were able to finish their graduate degrees and are now making waves in their chosen career. To me, Momma Oca (as he wanted me to call him) was not just a former boss but a friend who did not let any work-related issue affect our friendship. You have lived, loved and served to the fullest so rest in peace now, Momma.
October 29, 2019
October 29, 2019
"Lolo Oca", I still remember your promise... "Hahantayin kita sa UP! Mag exam ka dun!" kahit na bata pa ako nun never ko kinalimutan yun.

Ngayon na matanda na ako mas naintindihan ko na yung halaga ng mga salita na yun. Nakakalungkot dahil napaka untimely ng passing mo. But you still kept your word na you'd wait for me, pero in another way. Tinapos mo lang exam ko bago ka namaalam ng tuluyan...

The last time na nakita kita, you couldn't open your eyes sa kakangiti at pag bye-bye. But now ako na ang nahihirapan dumilat dahil sa luha and this time ako naman na ang mamamaalam, lolo.

Funny how you may not be family by blood, you may only be dad's (Oscar Concepcion) friend/highschool classmate. But knowing you and that short time I spent with you touched and made an impact on me. You will be missed and will always be remembered.
October 28, 2019
October 28, 2019
It was his ever constant smile. Conveys a positive person. Hindi nawawala sa mukha ni Oskie ang ngiti. And whenever he speaks, ang pausing niya parati ay munting ngiti o di kaya ay munting halakhak (laugh). Kahit sa mga topic na seryoso. Ni kelan ay di ko nakita si Oskie na sumimangot dahil ung simangot niya ay may ngiti pa rin. Ganyan ko naaalala si Oskie.
October 25, 2019
October 25, 2019
Doc Oca was my undergraduate adviser and one of my favorite professor.

I owe a lot to this great man. I am what I am today because of his influence. From the snarky wisdom to the academic support he freely gave.Truly a great educator and a loss to the institution.

May you rest in peace.

“For every application of genetic engineering in agriculture in developing countries, there are a number of less hazardous and more sustainable approaches and practices with hundreds, if not thousands, of years of safety record behind them. None of the GE applications in agriculture today are valuable enough to farmers in developing countries to make it reasonable to expose the environment, farmers and the consumers to even the slightest risk.”

-Dr. Oscar Zamora
October 24, 2019
October 24, 2019
Rest in Peace Dr. Zamora.

Thank you for all your advice and help during my learning years - during my college years at UPLB as your student assistant and volunteer for UPLB Volunteers; during my early years with CBCP-NASSA were you acted as my mentor and helped developed the landscaping of CBCP BEC Development Center in Tagaytay; and during my graduate school years where you encouraged me to be SESAM's 1st straight PhD, something which I regrettably failed to finish, and for sure disappointed you.

You will always be remembered for your kindness, practicality, wisdom and fatherly love to me and all those who were fortunate to have known you.

Hanggang sa muling pagkikita Doc Oca...

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October 3, 2020
October 3, 2020
One of the people who touched my life the most. He introduced me to sustainable agriculture along with my Crop Science 1 B teacher, Ted Mendoza. He taught me that sustainable agriculture is a philosophy and not a packet of technology. He inculcated the importance of ownership and control over land, seeds, knowledge and technology. He made me appreciate traditional knowledge and traditional food.

I was not a UPLB Volunteer and was able to join him in Mt. Pinatubo in 1992 only once. But that single fieldwork with him in Mt. Pinatubo taught me to pay attention to power dynamics as he tasked me make kwentuhan with the Visayan migrant settlers na umaaligid-aligid. He asked me to know what's happening with the distribution of relief efforts that came in the area while majority of our team engaged in FGD.  

He introduced me to the discussions on GATT-WTO and Intellectual Property Rights and how it would affect the state of agriculture and the plight of farmers in our country. And exposed me to the CRs built in Mt. Pinatubo. He challenged me to enter them para makita ko ang toilet bowl na ang laman ay malalaking bato. 

Conversations with Doc Oca can swing from global relations and national situation to the workings of the plant at the cellular level. He says that if you see how plants work, maniniwala ka talaga na may God. It's so perfect, someone must have made it. I think he was describing plant physiology with me at that time. I was like just wondering paano napunta doon ang conversation when we were just discussing farmers' situation?

Doc was always candid with me. He made fun of me and how I ran. And said that while he finds me smart, he finds my sister smarter than me. Mabilis daw pick-up ko sa general concepts at paano i-apply sa communication, but my sister, Golda would probe and pay attention to details and get the technical aspect of things. He commended my interest and passion. And always reminded na aralin ang technical aspects kasi it helps you argue things in the end. Hindi pwedeng rara. 

Doc always said teaching can be lonely. Sa dami-dami ng tinuturuan mo sa agriculture, only a few would really have the perspective of sustainable agriculture. And pursue it as a career. Kaya talagang he finds time to mentor. Happy na daw siya na may paisa-isa na sumunod. Basta meron.

I was never been his student. Or mentee. But feeling ko, kahit nakikitambay lang ako sa office niya for three years of my college life, ilang courses na natutunan ko. My interest on land, rice and seeds, and my first push to work on IP rights issues after college came from him. 

For these, thank you, Doc. Oca. At mahigpit na yakap, Aloi Santos, Benilde, at Mima.
November 6, 2019
November 6, 2019
Dear Doc OBZ,

People closest to me know how you became an instrument to completing my college degree. You, Doc Ma Lourdes and Doc Pompe. Learning from a mentor like you was nothing less than a once in a lifetime experience. You made me believe in myself when it felt it was the hardest. You are a tower of strength, knowledge and incomparable sense of humor:

OBZ: Nakakatuwa din kayong tatlo, noh? Etong si Dan, hindi naman kagalingan pero masipag, at may itsura. Kaya siya lang ang grumaduate on time. Ikaw, matalino ka naman. Tamad ka lang. Buti na lang paminsan minsan, charming ka. Eto namang si Steve... Ayan. Buti na lang mabait siya.
---
OBZ: Bat mo ba kina-career ang subject ko? 1.25 na pre-final standing mo ah.
AGB: Gusto ko kasi Sir, 1.00.
OBZ: Okay na yan. Yung dating estudyante ko, 2.50 nga lang eh. Pero naging Senador.
---
AGB: Sir, lilipat na ako ng major. Huhubels.
OBZ: Napagalitan ka lang, lilipat ka na!? San ka lilipat?
AGB: Sa *insert Department here* po.
OBZ: Huwag! Mahina ulo ng mga tao dun.
---
Bidding you farewell is the worst thing I have done as a student so far. Such an irony, that it is even worse than all the long hours you made me spend in receiving your sermons sa tindahan ni Ate Tess. Today we are bidding you farewell but our hearts will never say goodbye to the wonderful things you’ve taught us. We are who we are today, much to your efforts and guidance.

Rest in peace, Doc OBZ! Hanggang sa muli po.
November 1, 2019
November 1, 2019
Having worked with Dr. Zamora at the UPLB Graduate School and the UPLB Man. Comm., I witnessed how helpful and accommodating he was to students, most especially. He was surely the most pro-student administrator that I have known. He was so forgiving to students, for he always believed that every student deserves a 2nd chance, or lots of chances. He never gave up on non-performing students, he even looked for them, encouraged and motivated them, and true enough, they were able to finish their graduate degrees and are now making waves in their chosen career. To me, Momma Oca (as he wanted me to call him) was not just a former boss but a friend who did not let any work-related issue affect our friendship. You have lived, loved and served to the fullest so rest in peace now, Momma.
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September 30, 2020
I always thought I was a good dancer. But now I realize that the person who worked the magic was actually Tatay.

I grew up with dancing parents. As postgrad students in Australia, they were the only parents that I knew of who brought their kids to discos! I distinctly remember - me definitely under 10 years old - going to a disco. The floor lit up in different colors andBenil and I were jumping around on the lit squares. I remember mirror balls, and Tatay ... *gasp* ... hoisting Mima up on his shoulders and spinning around like crazy. I remember a mirrorball-lit living room with their student friends dancing along to disco songs - fast, slow, you name it. I remember an academic party where Tatay and Mima dancing ballroom across the floor ... and people’s astonished faces when they starting pulling flourishes and showoffy moves.

At parties, reunions, and smaller family gatherings, it wasn’t an uncommon sight to see Tatay as the ultimate DI (dancing instructor). Everyone would get a turn, from nieces to aunts to lolas.

When it was finally your turn, you’d feel shy and awkward. But Tatay would just smile at you and you wouldn’t refuse. Once on the dance floor, he would encourage you, and move you where you should be without realizing it, with a little kembot to boot. Before you knew it, you were enjoying yourself and had a huge grin on your face. Especially when he told you when to pull up a leg or arm as a finishing move, or dip you in the most dramatic way. Dancing with him was always so much fun!

Tatay was my first - and dare I say - my favorite dance partner. Despite Tatay’s best efforts to teach my partner in life how to dance, we bombed at the wedding dance and we’re not so much better today.

I always thought I was a good dancer. But more importantly, Tatay made me believe it. The quiet confidence he exuded, that small smile on his face, and the constant pressure of his hands as he twisted and twirled me around made me believe in myself.

Tay, I look forward to the day when we can dance together again. Maybe I’ll be a little better at it.

November 25, 2019
Granddaughter Jamille shares this about her Lolo:

hi lolo oca, i wish i could be there with all of you right now. i never got to say goodbye so instead i want to say thank you for being an amazing grandpa. even though you teased me until i cried, you’ve taught me to be a strong, independent girl like my mom. i decided to sing this song for you because it reminds me of one of my favourite memories with you. you came to canada to visit us and you watched one of my recitals. i sang this song and you love this song. i remember being so nervous to sing in front of you and mima on stage but you encouraged me to do my best and i did. when first started singing i was shaky and nervous but then when i looked out into the crowd i saw you smiling and singing along. i love you so much lolo, miss you lots. ❤️❤️❤️

The Ultimate DI

November 25, 2019
Grandaughter Guadalupe “Dui” says this about her Lolo:

As a kid, I always called my Lolo Lolo Tangkad, and ever since then, the name stuck—I still refer to him  (in my head, anyways) as Lolo Tangkad. I’m 20 years old now. I do remember him saying that I should call him “Lolo Pogi” instead, but I guess “Lolo Tangkad” stuck to my little kid brain very adamantly, so to me, he is always “Lolo Tangkad”.

One memory that stuck with me about Lolo was him teaching me and my parents the samba. I put on some samba music on the speakers under the pretext of just listening to it, but sure enough, he popped in the living room and partnered with my mom to teach us the beginner steps. His feet were always so nimble and I can just imagine him tearing down the disco floor in the 70s. He also partnered with me and remarked that my “kembot” was natural, which I laughed delightedly at. That memory always makes me smile.

Lolo, I hope you’re doing well up there, sitting with your usual one leg up. I’ll miss you a lot. I’ll miss your violin requests—one in particular: Meditation of Thais—and your jokes about me going to University of Tondo. I’ll always remember you cracking your jokes that made me laugh so easily. I’ll miss you so much.

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