George William Sadler

Growing up, when he visited his paternal grandparents, he would often climb their trees as high as he could go or sit by the irrigation ditch and watch tadpoles swimming, eventually changing into frogs he could catch. He loved watching birds and going fishing with his father, watching the Spurs or Wheel of Fortune with his mother, tormenting his sister with incessant tickling, or attending high school football, basketball, and softball games and helping with their concession stands. He loved to help people. He loved people. He never met a stranger. If you smiled and held a conversation with him, you were his friend. If you needed it, he’d give you the shirt off his back. He attended several churches in the Canyon Lake area -- St Andrew’s Lutheran, Shepherd of the Hills, Believer’s Christian Fellowship, and Church of the Wildwood -- spreading his love. Though he couldn’t carry a tune, he still loved to sing, making a joyful noise unto the Lord, every chance he got.

When he was younger, he rode his bike around the neighborhood, often spending hours at the community pool. At night, he’d go to a nearby fishing dock and set up multiple rods against the rail, often staying out so late he’d fall asleep surrounded by God’s creation. Once he learned how to drive, he stopped riding his bike, but the trips to the pool and the fishing dock continued, as long as they were open. As the lake levels decreased, however, the fishing dock often sat out of the water, and his fishing days became fewer.

His first job was at Retama Park, with his mother. He often stopped by and admired the horses, sometimes bringing home their shoes. He later moved to Maybee Village and worked at a Randall’s, learning to stock shelves. While living at Murray Manor, he worked at HEB, McDonald’s and even cleaned offices. Eventually he returned home and worked as a newspaper deliverer for the New Braunfels Herald-Zeitung, and eventually settled in at Popeyes Chicken in Bulverde. He also helped with Bingo and played Shuffleboard at the local VFW and helped at Habitat for Safe Seniors.

In 2018, while at work at Popeyes, he suffered his first seizure. It is unknown how many seizures he may have had over the years, but on May 2, 2021, he was found on his bedroom floor, seizing. He had to be hospitalized, was admitted to the ICU, where they were able to stabilize him. The prolonged seizures, however, left their mark, causing strokes that changed him. He entered rehabilitation to relearn how to talk, how to use his hands again, he even got to take a couple steps with the help of a set of parallel bars and the patience of the physical therapists who assisted him. He was so proud of himself when he told us about that. His insurance required that he be moved to a skilled nursing facility to continue his rehab, where he struggled to find the enthusiasm to continue. He had another seizure on July 21, and while in the hospital he cried out, “I don’t want to be like this!” On August 3, he suffered yet another seizure. He withdrew into himself, not responding to family and staff. He was admitted to a specialty hospital on August 6, in the hopes that if a medication adjustment was made, a glimmer of his old self might reappear.

However, on August 10, 2021, God had other plans, telling George it was time to come Home, that his suffering could finally end. He leaves behind his father, David A. Sadler, and sister, Stephanie Sadler, to carry on his memory of love and friendship. He has joined his mother, Linda Pfau Sadler, in Heaven, where they will dance and make a joyful noise unto the Lord, together.

A Memorial Service will be held at 2:00 pm on Sunday, August 29, 2021, at Zoeller Funeral Home with Chaplain Darwin Huartson officiating.