Michael A. Foster

Mike is still missed and never forgotten. We made many memories together and I think of him often.

I think about Foster often and miss him a lot. Mike could always make me laugh when I was down and showed me to look at the good side of things as well as the bad. I remember going to his house and talking for hours about life while drinking coffee. Foster was straight forward and didn’t say what he thought you wanted to hear, instead he told you how it was. Mike was a good man, I miss him and his wisdom.

I met Mike in 1993 as I remodeled my house without a permit, Mike showed up and knocked on my door I opened it and saw a man in a suit and thought to myself im in big trouble. Soon after that I remodled Mikes house and became the best of friends, I would go to Mikes house dayly and have coffee (Mike loved coffee) and talk about life love and most of all Mikes love for his 3 boys. Mike loved to tell stories and he had alot of them most about his boys and baseball but others about friends, I...

I've known Mike since 4th Grade when he was captain of a Crossing Guard unit at McKinley School and my younger brother was part of that group. We were friends in the neighborhood, friends through school, and off and on through our adult lives. I cannot imagine not being able now to pick up the phone and call to meet for coffee and conversation, advice that he always had whether you needed it or not, and re-living some of the earlier years. We had many mutual friends and shared some special...

Michael came back into my life in 2001 and we resumed the special connection we'd had in the 1950s. He was funny, caring, had a heart of gold, would do anything for a friend, was loyal and honorable - all this in spite of his tough exterior. He was proud of his family and had strong family ties. Mike was really a "softie" inside, sweet and loving to his friends. We rarely missed a day talking to each other after we reconnected - he leaves a big void in my life. He was my "December" romance.

Too many memories to record here. Mike was my first friend after moving to California in 1970. He took the new kid under his wing. I'll always remember him for that.
Bob Lupient