Carl H Foster-born 4/15/1920, died 6/10/2020. He was, predeceased by his wife, Evelyn Strader Foster, his parents, Charles Pitman Foster & Florence Barnett Foster, his infant son Richard, and brothers Mark & Vernon Foster. He is survived by great nieces and nephew, Lee-Ann Carney, Viki-Jo & Edward Gaudiello, Kyle Kitchen and several great- great nieces and nephews.

Carl graduated from Phillipsburg, High School in 1937 (Carl was a very proud PHS graduate and was very active in his graduating class and he organized the reunion every year. Carl served in WWII in the Navy. He was a member of Stewartsville Lutheran Church and Treasurer of the Stewartsville Lutheran Cemetery Board. He was elected to Greenwich Twsp. Committee, Past President of Greenwich Twsp Historical Society, author of the town's history, Past President of Warren Co. League of Municipalities, served on the Board of Adjustments, and was Mayor in 1964, 65, & 70. He retired from Bethlehem Steel in 1983. Carl owned and operated his metal shop next to the church for many years.

He was a F&AM Mason of P'burg Lodge #52 and a 32nd Degree Mason in the Valley of Allentown Consistory. He was a member of West Jersey Shrine Club, Forks of Delaware HI-12 Club #591, Bethlehem Steel Square Club, Warren County Forrest #14 Tall Cedars of Lebanon, Crescent Temple A.A.O.N.M.S. of Burlington, NJ and the Delaware Chapter #50 order of Eastern Star. 

Carl was interred at the Stewartsville Lutheran Cemetery on Mon. June 22nd.

Pastor Kleist’s eulogy of Carl:

After 100 years we are now living in a world without Carl Henry Foster. I knew this day would come.

I don’t think we should focus on the length of his life but we should celebrate how he filled all those years with substantial things.

Above all Carl was a man of faith. He had faith in his parents and later in Evelyn’s parents. He had faith in his town and in his country. Carl had faith in God. Until his eyes failed him he read the bible every day. Then he recited it from his memory. Carl cared for First Lutheran Church as much as I do. He helped me to take care of the church and was extraordinarily generous to us throughout his life. I never made a big decision about our congregation without running it past him first.

Carl was a really smart guy. His brain was so powerful that he could do trigonometry in his mind as he produced beautiful metal projects in his shop. Every day his wonderful mind would come up with all kinds of marvelous ideas to make the world a better place. He was always looking to make improvements.

Knowing Carl improved me. I only take the time to argue with people worthy of the time spent. Carl and I argued a lot. We would go back and forth for hours. Every minute was worthwhile because seeing the world through his eyes and experience always helped me to be a better person.

We became father and son. There wasn’t anything held back, and he was always on my side. He never criticized me but always helped me to be a better person.

If they held a stubborn contest Carl would have won every year. He was tenaciously comfortable being himself and he and a superabundance of self-confidence. It was well founded because he met every challenge in his life.

Carl appreciated his friends. He never failed to thank people who cared about him. He loved his nieces even as he drove them crazy and he often told me that Vicky and Leigh-Ann were his angels.

So after 100 years we leave Carl here to overlook the town he loved so much. But I’m not leaving him here. He is with me always. I take with me his faith and his example that I will use every day and for the rest of my life. Until they carry me up here to be with him as his neighbor again.