Gregg Morris Foster

Gregg Morris Foster, 75, passed away peacefully surrounded by family and loved ones on May 22, 2026.

Gregg was born on October 20, 1950, in Joplin, Missouri, to Earl Morris Foster and Elsie "Nadine" (Duree) Foster. He graduated from Smith-Cotton High School in 1968 and remained, throughout his life, very much a child of the 1960s - a seeker, an adventurer, a free spirit, and a man who believed deeply in love, connection, and living life fully.

On October 16, 1977, he married the love of his life, Suzanne (Lear) Foster. Together they built a life full of stories, laughter, adventure, and love until her passing.

He was preceded in death by his parents; his sister, Lana Foster-Millin; and his wife, Suzanne.

He is survived by his daughter, Rhiannon Foster; his son, Lear (Elizabeth) Foster; his daughter, Barbara Nelson-Showalter; and his beloved grandchildren, Dane Foster and Yale Foster.

To know Gregg was to feel seen. He had one of the gentlest voices and biggest hearts imaginable, and he had a rare ability to make people feel welcome, valued, and loved. He never met a stranger. Whether he was handing someone a crystal, sharing a story, teasing a friend, or helping someone through a difficult time, Gregg brought light with him wherever he went.

Gregg sold cars for many years and later worked in insurance, but the truth is his real occupation was people. He loved talking to people, helping people, making people laugh, and turning ordinary moments into unforgettable adventures.

He was known for his humor, his mischief, and his one-liners. When asked how he was doing, he might grin and say, "Almost perfect - but my wife's pregnant and I'm sterile." He believed "it all washes off," and in many ways that phrase reflected how he approached life: with forgiveness, humor, and the belief that people should not take themselves too seriously.

He loved music, art, dancing, laughter, crystals, Reiki, long conversations, beautiful souls, wild stories, his dog Babe, and above all else, the people in his life. He gave freely of himself, sometimes to a fault. If someone needed help, companionship, encouragement, or simply someone to listen, Gregg showed up.

There really were no ordinary moments with Gregg Foster. He filled every room he entered. Those who knew him will remember his laugh, his whistle, his stories, his soft voice, and the way he could lift the spirits of an entire room simply by walking into it. More than anything, they will remember how he made people feel: loved, accepted, and never alone.

Gregg lived loudly, generously, imperfectly, and fully. His absence leaves behind a silence that cannot truly be filled, but also a lifetime of stories, laughter, love, and light that those who knew him will carry forever.

"Peace and love, baby."

In true unconventional Gregg fashion, the family will not be holding a traditional funeral service. Instead, friends and loved ones are invited to attend "Gregg's Party," a celebration of life to share stories, laughter, memories, and love on June 13, 2026, at 3:30 p.m. at Rhiannon's house. If you need the address please reach out at 660-221-0486.

BYOC - Bring Your Own Chair.