| Location | Harlow |
| Age | 19 years |
| Cause of Death | In the Line of Duty |
| Date of Birth | 31/03/1988 |
| Date of Death | 23/08/2007 |
| Visitors | 20,114 since 21/10/2007 |
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Private Robert Graham Foster - known as Frog to his friends at home and Fozzy to his army family. Rob was 19 years old when he was killed in a blue on blue incident in Kajaki, Afghanistan along with his close friends Private Aaron McClure and Private John Thrumble on the 23rd August 2007. He was a very proud member of B Company, 1 Royal Anglian Regiment - known as the Vikings who he only joined in October 2006 after passing out from Catterick on the 20th October 2006 - it was to be a journey of great personal satisfaction for him which was tragically cut so short.
Where do we start to talk about Rob and how do we stop! He was firstly a very loving man - he had so much to go around and gave it freely. He loved his family and spoke to us everyday when he could, he loved his friends at home and missed them very much while he was away and he loved his army boys who became so important to him. Nearly every photo we have of him he has got his arm around someone! He had a terrific sense of humour. A real joker in the pack and always upto some sort of mischief! He would never turn down a dare and didn't care how daft he looked doing it! He had the ability to cheer anyone up when they felt down, actually seeing it as his responsiblity to do so. He always had a big smile on his face and took the time to talk to anyone of any age and would never just put his head down and walk past.
He was a small pebble that when dropped in a big pond caused many ripples as was proved at his celebration which was attended by over 500 people.
To us, his family, Rob is a great loss. Lisa & John, Lauren his sister, Grandparents, Uncles and Aunts and Cousins all miss him very much. Quite simply, life will never be the same again.
Until we meet again our darling boy may you rest in peace. All our love always xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Flower of the eternal sleep
Watching with the ones who weep.
You, whose lives, so short in bloom,
Saw such bloodshed, death and gloom.
... You trembled to the sound of guns
Which tore to death beloved sons.
You fluttered, died. before your time -
Dropped blood red petals in their prime.
Crimson poppies 'neath the clouds -
Short lived, yet colourful and proud;
Now worn by humans with such pride
Remembering those who bravely died.
You represent young lives cut short -
Those who, for freedom, bravely fought.
Flower of the eternal sleep -
Silently your vigil keep.
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Time marches on but the sacrifice and memory remain
There are far to many of you brave young men Robert that are no longer here amoung us but we will always remember you all, lest we forget
Watching "Inside Out London"
It's bought a tear to my eye watching "Inside Out London" tonight about Robert/Frog with my partner who is also an Infantry Solider who has also served out in Afghan. I'm so pleased to have heard you finally got a memorial dude, it seems a bit silly that it was just a simple communications mistake to finally get your name up there, apologises that I spent Remembrance Day in Belfast at my partners regiment to remember the dead, I promise to pay my respects next time I'm down South of the country.
True Hero's ... True Vikings xxx
Hi Top Man, Its been a long time since i have wrote anything on your site, Today is a sad day for the Royal Anglians 3 brave lads have fallen over the last 2 days.
Make sure all you brave vikings are there to meet them, send your love down to there families & friends xxx.
A Very Proud Viking Dad xxx
Mr. Foster.
Would you be kind enough to contact me. I have something you and your family will want to know and of which I am immensely proud to have found, entirely by chance.
Thank you.
William A. Westhead
Lancashire.
☆ If every tear we shed for you, became a star up above.☆ You'd stroll in Heavens garden lit with everlasting love ☆ If only we could turn back time, Life once again would be so fine. ☆ Time would pass, you'd still be here, To have, to hold, to love so dear.☆
Duty Done !!!
A makeshift cross on broken soil,
The final marking of the soldiers toil.
Gone to serve at General Command,
In a distant, unforgiving land
A place where death and danger walks,
Among the ripened poppy stalks,
And on that final, fateful day,
The enemy stole his life away.
They took his future, but not his past,
Among his friends it will always last.
At home the grieving has just begun,
For a grieving mother for her fallen son.
Many will stop and question why,
This young man should early die.
Beside the arguments and great debates,
The soldier died beside his mates.
As all that’s left when the enemy attack,
Is the friend behind you, watching your back.
R.I.P. Britian's Finest!
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