George Edward

Johnson

George Edward Johnson entered Heaven rejoicing on February 20, 2025, surely cracking a joke on his way in. Born in Dallas to Ernest Edward Johnson and Lucy Claire Ables Johnson, George grew up in Wichita Falls, building fences as a kid at his dad's fencing business, and later graduating from Wichita Falls High School—fondly referred to by him as "The High School," as if there were no others.

A man who never took himself too seriously, George married the love of his life, Patsy Joyce Horton, on December 19, 1969. Eventually, they told people they were married. Together, they built a life filled with love, laughter, and just the right amount of mischief.

George spent years selling auto parts at Truman's before making his mark in the electrical supply industry. As operations manager at Cummins Supply and later branch manager at Kriz Davis, he kept things running smoothly while making plenty of friends along the way. He retired in 2013, much to the relief of his coworkers, who could finally get a word in edgewise.

More than anything, George was a devoted family man who loved working on cars just as much as he loved driving them. He was a father, grandfather, great-grandfather, mentor, coach, mechanic, friend, sarcasm expert, sports fan, and an amateur race car driver in his younger days. He was also a huge NASCAR fan, particularly of Dale Earnhardt, and a dedicated baseball fan—first cheering for the Braves before switching allegiances to the Rangers. And in what can only be described as a miracle, he actually lived long enough to see the Texas Rangers win the World Series. Not many can say that, and you can bet he made sure to remind people of it.

After being a "true bleed red and black" Wichita Falls High School Coyotes fan, and swearing he would never cheer for their rival, he soon became a big fan of the black and gold of the Rider Raiders after having three children and four grandchildren all attend there.

George was nothing if not a fighter. He survived jumping off of a house as the 79 tornado was quickly approaching, two heart attacks, brain surgery (yes, there was a brain in there), and even COVID before finally succumbing to COPD after a years-long battle. It seems even his legendary stubbornness had its limits.

George and Patsy's three children were the center of their world: Shawn Marie (born February 25, 1972), Chad Edward (born April 28, 1975), and Josh Brandon (born August 22, 1982). They traveled countless miles, spent endless hours cheering from the stands, coaching, supporting, and simply being there for their kids.

In 1993, George became a grandfather, a role he embraced with his whole heart. When JoLea was born, "Big Daddy" truly found his stride. He later welcomed Christian, Sarah Beth, and Ryan, showering them with love, unwavering support, and well-timed witty remarks. His legacy lives on in his grandchildren and his great-granddaughter, Mya, who will surely inherit his knack for humor.

George is preceded in death by his father Ernest, mother Lucy, father-in-law JB Horton, and mother-in-law Willie Mae Horton. He is survived by his beloved wife of 55 years, Patsy; daughter Shawn and her children JoLea and Christian; son Chad and wife Christy, along with their children Sarah Beth and Ryan; son Josh; and great-granddaughter Mya (JoLea), who carries on his legacy of humor and love.

A celebration of George's life will be held at First Baptist Church West Campus on Saturday, March 1, at 10 a.m., with longtime friend and neighbor Roger Deerinwater officiating.

George lived life with a full heart and a quick wit, leaving laughter and love wherever he went. He wouldn't want you to be sad—he'd rather you crack a joke, enjoy the moment, and root for the underdog. So, in his honor, tell a good story, share a laugh, and remember that life is meant to be lived with joy.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations be made in George's memory to Hospice Plus and Healing Hands Healthcare.