George F. Lindsay, loving Husband, Father, and Grandad, passed away Friday, October 9, 2026, aged 91.

George was born in East St. Louis, Illinois. He was a 20-year veteran of the US Armed Forces serving with the 7th Infantry in Korea and later, two tours in Vietnam with the US Air Force. Following his discharge, he spent 20 years in the US Postal Service.

He met his future wife in 1961 while stationed in the UK. They had 64 years of marriage making their home in both Fort Worth and Pantego, Texas.

George was a great man who wasn’t afraid to wear pink to make everyone smile. He had a one-of-a-kind “Mutley” laugh. He loved to travel (and did extensively), working in his garage, spending time with his grandchildren, and baking without using the recipe.

He is preceded in death by his son, Mark Lindsay, and granddaughter Jordan Lindsay.

SURVIVORS: His wife, Maureen “Bobbie” Lindsay, daughters Wanetta Smith and grandsons Webb and Dayton Smith, Jane Craig and husband, George and granddaughter Grace Lindsay.

Internment at DFW National Cemetery at a later date.

Gone From My Sight 
Written by Henry Van Dyke

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast, hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me -- not in her. And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone," there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"

And that is dying...