Gipp FORSTER

I knew Gipp many years ago, when he became a very good friend. He had a second hand record and posters shop. I was new to Victoria and he recognised my accent ( I'm an Aussie ) and we got talking. He helped us renew our marriage vows and I do miss him. It was not until a couple of years ago I found out he had died. I Know many people are still missing him as I am too.

I will be forever grateful to Gipp for helping me get off the streets and for helping give me a second chance through the Love of Jesus I am here today .
God bless you .

I have now just found out about Gipp Forster's passing, I'm so very heartbroken he was such an amazing person with such a huge heart. Me and my family were lucky n fortunate enough to have had the chance to know him. May you rest in peace and I know you will be in good company with my little brother Zachary who u knew so well before he loved your decorations at Christmas:)

Today December the 8 on Sunday morning I discovered the loss of Gipp to cancer back in April. I remember many years ago hearing the "It Feels Like Christmas" program on my local radio station CJXX in Grande Prairie Alberta. Those ramblings were so profound to me and sometimes I was moved to tears. I used to schedule my time around the episodes each day so i would not miss them. Here I am 20 years later and I sponsor the program on three local radio stations in Saskatoon. I am so thankful for...

Gipp, I always loved you as well. You and Donna took such good care of my little girl, now grown.You held a special place in my heart. I shall never forget you and look forward to finding you in the fields of glory one day soon.

Gipp is and always will be part of every Christmas in our home and is such a huge part of what made it magical. This is very sad but we will keep his memory alive forever with are family and in our homes and memories.

Gipp .. so many memories spent with you and your family.I was a young girl with challenges out of my control. You were always there for me, whether it was taking me with your family to church or down to the tee shirt shop to help you in your store.You called me motormouth..(that has not changed:)I believe you saw that I was little girl worth saving, much before I knew I needed to be saved.My life experiences were that of the dark side a nightmare that I couldn't seem to wake up from.I came to...

Gipp once gave me his pulpit at the Mustard Seed and endured a long and very structured, Bible-based sermon to which he never responded a word. But the next Sunday, back in his pulpit, he physically tossed his notes to the floor shortly into his sermon, and for the next 45 minutes spoke - not preached - truth from his heart. It was a living lesson to me about communication I will not forget. Thank you, Gipp.

You were always with me, watching over me.
I love and will miss you, but you know that!
Love Shelley May Watson