It is safe to say that everyone who knew or met Phyllis Foster was gifted with a broad smile. On the morning of Nov. 8th, 2021, after 91 effervescent years...her cherished spirit left us.
Phyllis McArthur Foster was born January 15, 1930, in Mt. Pleasant, Utah to the parents of Perry and LaVon McArthur. Along with her siblings Doris, Robin and Joan, Phyllis enjoyed a beautiful upbringing on a rural farm. Growing up, Phyllis was very active in social clubs in high school and was Asst. Editor of her school yearbook. Her next adventure took her to Salt Lake, where she attended Stevens-Henager Business College and subsequently used those skills in several businesses over the years - specializing in bookkeeping. Her first loyalty, however, was always as a wife and mother. She married Mark Foster in 1952 and was soon raising sons Tracy & Philip in Bountiful.
Phyllis’ retirement years were enriched with traveling with Mark, to include “snowbird”ing between Utah and California. She enjoyed gardening, swimming, and her early morning walks for coffee to nearby stores, where the employees ALL got to know and anticipate her warm daily visits.
Phyllis is survived by her husband Mark Foster, sons Tracy Foster (Janet) and Philip Foster (Elizabeth), grandchildren Holly Foster-Bohen (Tory) and Nicholas Foster (Emily), great grandson Brixton Foster, and sister Joan Hansen.
The family would like to thank Barton Creek Senior Living Center and Elevation Hospice for their loving care. Thanks also to caregiver Raven Wood, loyal family members (notably Dan & Suzy Murray), ...and the wonderful neighbors on Wicker Lane for all their dedicated assistance to Mark and Phyllis during their later years.
A memorial service celebrating the life of Phyllis will be announced at a later date. In lieu of flowers, donations are welcomed to Hospice: elevationhospiceutah.com
Dear Tracy and Philip this is your Bountiful on Wicker Lane neighbor the youngest of the Hixson kids next door. I want you to know that I loved your mom and dad like my own. Your mother is one of my parents dearest friends all of the years they lived by each other. One thing that made me so sick was when both my dad and mom pasted away I just couldn't go past the old Hixson homestead ever again. I loved that place so much, the only home I've ever known. Therefore, I wouldn't be able to check in on your folks which broke my heart. I talked to your mother on the phone and saw them at the store or even at the Mandurian restaurant on special occasions. I remember you boys when you were both young and your mom asked me to come over and sit with you one night while they went out even though I wasn't that much older than you two. I remember we watched the election of President Kennedy on TV that night. Yes! it's true I have a good memory. Well I just wanted you to know how much I cared for your parents and I'm glad they are finally visiting with my sweet mom and dad again. Sincerely, Joan Hixson Tibbitts