In Remembrance of Mrs. Vicki Foster
While it seems I have been through this many times in my life already, for both friends and family it’s one of those things that never gets easier, and I never really know what to say, or how to say it. But I feel Mrs. Foster deserves the effort of at least trying.

I had Mrs. Foster as my 2nd grade teacher about 14 years ago, but I still remember her clearly even from that young age. I remember how she wouldn’t overlook me in the class, and she had me spelling bonus words like “Metamorphoses” at that age. I’m not going to lie, I could not spell that now without using spell checker, but I got it correct on my spelling test way back then!
I remember an outing Mrs. Foster took the class on one day, went down the alley across 7th street to see the built in swimming pool of a fellow classmate. I remember that day every time I pass that house!
I almost did not make it to the Fireball Run event last year, but I am glad I did because I got to see Mrs. Foster for the first time since I was in her class. Even after 14 years she remembered me and my mother, if you ask me that says something special about her right there. I don’t know how she could manage to remember one student after so many years.
I read the article on the Paragould Daily Press “Remembering Mrs. Foster“, and it said she loved to travel, and went to Ireland last summer after years of planning the trip. All I could do was smile and think how happy she must have been, because I know I would be happy! [I wonder if her love for travel rubbed off on me when I hugged her at the Fireball Run?]
I read Visitations are tomorrow evening (April 19th, 2009), and although I am still shy and won’t know anybody, I want to try and make it to show my respects for the best teacher I ever had.
Mrs. Foster, You will be missed by many!
If you have memories of Mrs. Foster share them with a comment below.
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