born on December 7th 1952.
Preceded in death by his parents, Conrad and Frances Foster.
Left to cherish his memory are his daughter, Debra Foster; brothers and sisters Nanci (George)
Oliver of San Antonio, Diane Foster of Council Bluffs, Richard Foster, Douglas Foster, Pamela
Anderson from Omaha; nieces and nephews; other loving friends and family.
Steve was never a stranger to hard work. As a teenager, he began working for the Union Pacific
Railroad and did so for over 40 years until he reluctantly retired. At a young age, when he lived
off the river where, in his pastime, he would spend his time hunting and fishing. When he did
move back to Northwest Omaha, to be closer to his dad, it wouldn’t be uncommon to find him
using the ladder to go over their adjoining fence, to see and help his dad around the house; then
going back over the fence to relax in his pool. When he wasn’t working, you could find him riding
one of his Harley motorcycles with his friends. Or relaxing in his recliner, watching Westerns,
with his pets in his lap. Steve was never one to back down from helping someone. He loved to
help his family and friends, especially if it involved fixing something. Everyone who knew him
could say “One mans trash is Steves treasure”. Nothing went to waste at his house. If it could
be fixed, despite the cost of repair vs replacing it, it was going to get fixed. Most of the tools to
fix things you could likely find in the seemingly bottomless pockets of his overalls. In addition to
fixing the treasures that ended up at his house, he was the master of finding a way to score a
free lunch. Whether it was samples at Sams Club or free hot dogs at a dealership, someone
was always invited to join him on that adventure. And when he was just relaxing and enjoying
his family, it was a sure bet that you would hear him tell a story or a joke that would get the
whole room to smile or laugh.
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