Father Patrick F. Foster

May God grant you eternal rest and reward eternal life for your faithful ministry in His vineyard

For a lot of my life, Father Pat has been part of my life. He was a friend of my family in Vincennes, IN, where we all shared lots of good times, whether hot dog roasts on the banks of the Wabash, quiet moments of talk and counsel, and the unforgettable moment on Jan' 25, 1964 when Fr. Pat brought Al into the Church. A couple of weeks later, he officiated at our wedding. We have kept in touch all these years, but during our time as full-time travelers, we reconnected with in-person visits...

I never thought the day would come when Fr. Pat would pass. He was such a pillar. A man I thought would live forever. Such a strong man with all the answers to make things better. What a wonderful intelligent man that God chose to spread the word. Peace to all who Fr. Pat has touched.

Thank you, Father Foster, for your dedicated service to God's people.

My thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

Father Pat Foster was the priest at Holy Spirit Catholic Church (Evansville, IN) while I attended Holy Spirit School in the 80's. We loved Father Foster. He was so intelligent, he told great stories, and had an awesome presence. He also didn't tolerate any "sillyness" from those rowdy grade school boys. ;o) He made a great impact on a lot of lives and will be missed.

It's many years since I saw second cousin Pat Foster, yet I clearly recall his inspired outreach into the Evansville community during the late 60s and 70s. I also remember the great respect my Dad (Robert Garvey, son of Ottilia Endress and Maurice Garvey) had for Pat. And I can picture today the fun games Pat invented for the children at our Endress family reunions, along with leading our family singing. He was a gifted, kind, and loving man. My condolences to his nieces, nephews and to his...

A classmate from St. Rose Academy in Vincennes, IN sent me Father Foster's obituary. Two thoughts come to me as I think of him. One is about teachers, and I suppose it applies to priests as well: "They may not remember what you said, but they will remember how you made them feel." I feel joyful as I think of Father Pat Foster. The other thought is a quote from St. John of the Cross: "In the evening of our life, we will be judged on our love." I don't think Fr. Foster will have any...

Father Foster taught my mom at St Wendel and married my parents there in 1972 he also babtised me. Then when he moved to Holy Spirit he taught me there. He was a great man and will be missed