Charlie Haze Foster

Charlie Haze Foster Jr. Born to Charlie Haze Hood & Oma Belle Foster He and Bobbie Lee were Born of this Union. La Grange Mo. As home town until moving to Denver, Co. Charlie Haze Jr would spend a few weeks during the summer with his uncle & aunt and cousins. He would joy ride their motor bikes, Ride the Horses, Bare back. Just having fun. As a teenager he was a very thoughtful youth. He always looked out for his sisters. He spent some time in a State Facility where he Graduated High School completed A Study Course in the Bible. He was an entrepreneur, Handy man in Plumbing, Electrical repairs, Bought and Sold Vehicles needing Minor repairs. Charlie had a Lawn service for many years. He shaped Bonsing Bushes as a lucrative specialty. Charlie is preceded in death by his Father, Charlie Hood His Mother Oma Belle Smith His Step-Father Paul Smith. His Sister Mabeline Foster- Barnett, Sister Jo Dean Foster. He leaves His older sister Christine Smith, brother Wali Kahbir, Sister Claudia Harmon, Sister Bobbie (Brian) King, Sister Neoma Burns. A host of Nephews & Nieces, Cousins, and Uncles and Aunts. Family and Friends. Charlie Haze Foster Jr & Vickie Lynn Crabtree (RIP) Had a one Son Charles James Crabtree. Charlie Haze Foster Jr. Loved Music Old School. Guitar, self-taught, Billy Ocean, Jimmy Hendricks, a host of others were his inspiration. His collection of Instruments Were to be admired, String & Electric Guitars & Amplifiers were a passion. Charlie Foster had respiratory difficulties upon Entering, the Hospital in Thornton was diagnosed with Covid-19. Isolated and treated for Pneumonia complications after 10 days, he was placed on a Ventilator 4 days later he Passed away November 24, 2021. The Chain We knew little that morning That God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly. In death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you. You didn’t go alone. For part of us went with you. That day God called you home. You left us peaceful memories. Your love is still our guide. Although we cannot see you. You are always at our side. Our family chain is broken. And nothing seems the same. But as God calls us one by one The chain will link again.