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Susie & Mark Morgan( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
The major female guidance in my life. I was her first born granddaughter. Her daughter, 6 months younger than I. We grew up together under the loving and strict tuteledge of Sylvia. My grandparents never had much money, but they always managed to clothe, feed and nourish their children and grandchildren alike. In later life, I went to her for guidance and wisdom. She had the most perfect handwriting, the unbelievable ability to create art from nothing, the strength to care for children long past the apparent need of caring. Her love and devotion to my dear grandfather, Papa, is a benchmark to all marital unions. My Mother, her first born daughter, though so much like Sylvia, also much like her Father, and her upbringing in the poor 20's, 30's and 40's of Oklahoma. I am a better person, daughter, wife, mother, sister and friend, for the many years of love, caring and hugging by my dear Nana. I am also blessed because my daughter, Kimberly, now 30, has been able to know both Nana and my Mother, Mona. Our family is truly blessed. Nana has gone to be with Mother and Papa, Irma and so many others that adored her. She will always be in my heart.
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RON & SHARON HARRISONRON & SHARON( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
SISTER FOUST.....Well, from two friends who shared the same identity as her kids, "PREACHER'S KIDS", we all had so much in common. We first met Rev. Bill and Sister Sylvia at the Foust Family Farm near Prairie Grove, Arkansas in 1971. As were Sharon's and my parents, they were retired Assembly of God pastors. We just blended. We fell in love with them. Over the years we met Bill & Irma, Susie and Cindy and immediately experienced a kinship that transends "JUST FRIENDSHIP". Of course our immediate contact was Gary and Carol and Tamra and Keith who attended Calvary Assembly with us. Our meeting the Foust at church must have been divine providence. Since that time, we have remained close friends, traveled the world over together. As families, we have shared love and dissapointment with the loss of our parents and friends. Now, Sister Foust is the last of our parents to make it to the Pearly Gates. We will miss her, especially giving us a hard time. We felt right at home with the entire Foust family and extended family. We love you all and will keep you in our prayers. May God richly bless you in the coming days with good memories of Mother Foust. Ron, Sharon, Rhonda and Holly Harrison
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Jackie Braswell RogersJackie( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
I remember her as Aunt Sylvia, and as I read the obituary I remembered Uncle Bill. I was very young when we used to see them. My mother was Noveline Foust, daughter of Dave and Lillie Foust. Dave and Lillie, my Grannie and Grandpa, lived in Oilton, Oklahoma, at the time of Grandpa's death. Grannie moved in with her other daughter, Opal Foust Landrum, until she passed away simply of old age. I would like to communicate with any interested relatives.
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Tami Foust PoseyTami, Steve, Matt and Kaitlyn( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
The first memory that comes to mind is her teasing voice when she called me Tantee Fost. Apparently that is the name I gave myself as a child. She was still calling me that the last time I spoke with her on the phone. She had a keen snappy wit and no one kept her on her toes more than my father. With one word or action from daddy you?d hear her draw out his name in that teasing tone. ?Gar-ry?, then wag that finger at him with a smile on her face. So many memories from the farm? Her garden, Nana was always planting something new?roses, sunflowers, morning glories. Chocolate pies...I wonder how many chocolate pies she made for me and Keith. She was a great storyteller too. I remember a story about how Papa would drive by her school and all the girls would giggle, but she knew he was driving by to see her. What a twinkle she?d have in her eyes! She?d tell stories of her childhood with her brothers, and some from when she and Papa were first married. She never forgot anything. I remember sitting in that old dank basement waiting out summer storms with Nana singing songs from Sunday school with me to keep my mind off the tornadoes. I remember her fretting that I?d get hurt as I hung upside down from the apple trees. I remember her getting Papa?s lunch ready at precisely 1:00. He?d pretend it was just when he was hungry, but we all knew he wanted to watch One Life to Live. She made me promise not to tease him about it. But we?d stand behind him and smile to each other. I?ll never be able to look at a bright red cardinal sitting in the snow or an old dilapidated barn resting in a field without thinking of my Nana. She saw the beauty in all things, especially the simple things and she turned so many of these into artwork. I?m thankful I?ve got her beautiful porcelain dolls and Raggedy Ann and Andy to pass on to my daughter. She always loved Steve and called him ?your young man? for a very long time. I got to spend some time with her when I was pregnant with Matt. She was so worried for my comfort, giving up her bed to me, there was no saying, ?no? to her when her mind was set. That?s what I?ll remember most, the total giving nature, the unconditional love for her friends and family, and the keen sharp wit that she used to keep us all in line. I?m blessed that she got to hold both my babies when they were young. Blessed that I had both Nana and Papa so close for so many years. Blessed to have memories of an idealistic childhood with loving grandparents just on the other side of the orchard. I love you, Nana. Give Papa a hug for me.
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Mary Lou FloresMrs. Mary Lerma Flores, Julie's gra( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Sister Foust will always be in our hearts and mind. Her legacy of love to God, family and friends stands tall among all others. To the entire Foust family we want you to know that we are here for you if we can do anything, just let us know. Our prayers and thoughts are with you always.
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Keith & Dayna Foust & kidsKeith( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
I have so many good memories of Nana. I was lucky enough to have her and Papa right next door to me when I was growing up. I will never forget her "scary" stories she used to tell me about Bloody Bones! She said it was the only way she could get me to sit in her lap. I will also never forget the loud sigh she would give when she was upset or dissagreed with something. She would especially do it when Dad and I would wrestle. The sigh would be followed by a very stern, "Gary, you better not hurt my grandson!" I always felt loved and very at piece in that little trailer across the driveway. There was always a special snack and a big hug for me when I arrived. I think the thing that always impressed me the most about Nana, besides the unconditional love and her art talents, was how incredibly "sharp" she was. I think that with her toughness and smarts if she was in her 30's today she would be the CEO of some large company. No, scratch that, family was too important to her. I have to admit to the family, that when I was a young boy and she used to give me pictures that she painted for Christmas, I would be a little upset. I mean, I wanted toys! Now as an adult, I can see them for the treasures that they are. I will always think of Nana when I see a beautiful Cardinal. I want to finish by thanking Nana for how fast she made Dayna feel like she had been a part of our family since day one. I will never forget the fisrt time they met, it was like she had known Dayna her entire life. She made her feel so loved and welcome, when we were so young and a long way from home in California. It is just the way she was. Thanks Nana, for just being you and making my childhood so special. Give Papa a big hug for me.
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GARY BYARS( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
BILL SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR MOMS DEATH, IT WAS A GREAT PRIVILIGE TO KNOW YOUR DAD AND GET TO WORK WITH HIM AND TO MEET YOUR MOM SINCERELY GARY BYARS
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Lavone M. Branshaw A.K.A Sis( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Sylvia called me her adopted daughter since the first time we met. I would call her Mamasita and she would laugh and laugh. I will never forget walking into her cute little house and she would have this BIG smile on her face and she would say " I can't believe my DARLIN daughters are here. Remember Cindy? I will always remember her homemade bread she would have waiting for us, she would always worry about us having something to eat when we got there. She was such a wonderful, kind hearted lady. I feel so LUCKY to have had my life touched by her. She is in good hands now and for all time. She will be dearly missed. Love always............
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Julie M. HassellJulie( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Nana was the most precious little lady I've ever met. Her warm and caring heart was like none I've seen before. I will never forget the days of walking up the dirt road to Gary and Carol and Nana and Papa's houses (while living in Arkansas for a very short time) after school and being greeted by her with a glass of milk and a special snack. We would just talk for hours and she never got tired of hearing what I had to say. I am so thankful for that time I spent with her. She was so caring and always thought of everyone else before her own needs. She was a very intelligent and artistic woman with a keen eye for seeing who people truly are and loving them despite their faults. She never missed a beat if someone was trying to play a joke on her. She was amazing. Her home always made me feel so calm and at peace. I was always amazed at her ability to create art, whether it be oil painting, watercolor, crocheting blankets, painting on small pieces of wood. She was a truly talented and wonderful lady. I will always miss my Nana, but know that she is up in heaven walking with Papa, spending time with Mona and Irma and all of the other loved ones that she couldn't wait to see. Over the years I have learned so many great lessons from Nana about how to treat people and how to truly love unconditionally. It's because of her that I have a new found respect for true love and forgiveness. She has been the next greatest mentor next to my Mom. And to the rest of our family, we were all so blessed to have Nana in our lives for so long. She has left each of us with a piece of something special in our hearts and souls. Every time I see a beautiful red cardinal and smell a red rose I will always think of my sweet little Nana. I love and miss you so much Nana!!! XOXO
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Cindy Branshaw( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Dearest Mom. As the youngest, I felt privileged to have so much of your time. As I grew to adulthood and began to go through difficult times, you listened and advised and gave me such unconditional love, even when I made mistakes. I was so proud of you, for all your talents and your giving. Thank you for all your wisdom you passed on to your children. I don't think any person I have ever known loved their family as you did. I miss you so very much, but know you heard me last Friday, and are now my guardian angel, right along with daddy. All my love.
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Doug Branshaw( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
When I first met my mother-in law -- then I got to call her Nana -- I learned about the "look" and the "finger" right away. And I knew I loved her immediately. We would go to visit her at her apartment, and the first thing, she wanted to feed us and to make us very comfortable. I enjoyed everything about her, how she would worry about everybody else, and not about herself. I liked talking to her about the old times, the old days, what it was like to grow up in that time. I learned from her what it took to make her laugh when she was down. For me to be lucky enough to have a mother-in-law so talented, so smart, so ahead of her time. Too bad she couldn't have been a teacher at 94. But actually, she was, to everybody she loved. Everytime we would visit her, and it would be time to go, she always told me to promise her to take care of her girl, which I will. Love you, Nana. Doug
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Sarah Lynn BranshawSarah( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
I have a very cute Raggedy Ann doll that Nana gave me and I love it and will always remember her when I look at it. She was very special to me and I loved her and will miss her a lot.....
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Carol FoustGary and Carol( ) posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Mother-in-law doesn?t really seem like the term that I would use for my husband?s mother. I?ve just thought of her as Mother for 43 years. My own mother died in 1976, but she was Mom, so Mother Foust has always been Mother. I have never seen any reason that I couldn?t have two mothers. ? She always introduced me as her other daughter. ? We never failed to tell each other how much we loved one another. Besides, she gave me the greatest gift she possibly could, her son, Gary. And she had raised him very well to be a loving, caring man. Whenever Mother was lonesome or down, Gary could get her in a better mood by kidding with her and calling her ?Ma.? She would wag her finger at him and say, ?You had better not call me that; I am your Mother!? Or, she would laugh and ask me, ?What are we going to do with him?? I just laughed and said, ?I don?t know; you raised him.? To which she always replied, ?I never raised him to act like that!? Mother was the quintessential old-fashioned, sweet and nave lady. She just didn?t think it was ?right? that Gary and Papa let Keith watch the sows having their litter or the calves being born. Again she would say, ?Carol, can you believe they let him watch that?!? I would tell her Keith was just getting a farm education, but I?m not sure she ever approved. Whenever I see a Raggedy Ann or Andy, a porcelain-faced doll, a cardinal on snow, an owl, bird books, afghans, leather craft, bead flowers, a dried flower pressed in a card, or dozens of other arts & crafts projects, I will always think of Mother. Gary remembers selling Mother?s wood-fiber corsages door to door when he was a little boy. I remember wearing them on my Easter outfits in the early 60?s. We have a stock of these treasured items that will always remind us of her. I?m sure from time to time we will have to pick up one of those dolls and hug it. When Mother didn?t approve of something, it was easy to tell. She would tsk, tsk, tsk, and say, ?My, my, my!? in a shocked voice. I learned from my mom and from Mother that it is important to let your children know their expectations and what we believe is right and what is not, as well as how important it is to show by example. Mother was a great wife, mother, and grandmother, and of course, she was a great Christian. When Mother and Dad lived on the farm with us, whenever we had a storm, they would come over to the house and we would all go down in the basement. One time the skies were black, lightning flashing, trees bending, and the wind was howling as we were all prepared to head for the basement. Mother said, ?Bill, why don?t you pray before we go down?? Of course, out of the mouths of babes?because Tamara piped up and said, ?Nana, couldn?t we pray in the basement?!? I?m told that some ?daughters? don?t have a good relationship with their husband?s mother, but Mother never interfered in our lives, never gave unsolicited advice, and loved me as though I was the best wife her son could have chosen. When I think of how unusual that is, I know that I was truly blessed to have such a mother-in-law. Gary and I love you with our whole hearts and will miss you always, Mother.
