Jon Lindblom passed away on Tuesday, January 21, 2025. Born in Kodiak, Alaska, shortly after his entrance, he became one of the survivors of the 1964 Great Alaska earthquake and tsunami.
Raised in Alexandria, Virginia, Jon graduated from Annandale High School. He then enlisted in the Army, where he studied Arabic and Russian at the Defense Language Institute. Jon earned his Bachelor’s degree in International Affairs from George Mason University and worked in military intelligence, earning sharp-shooter awards during his service. He later received an MBA from the Thunderbird School of Global Management, transitioning to the private sector.
Jon was known for his love of travel, his dogs Jasper, the boxer, and, as a child, Barney, the basset hound. He had a passion for football, Dogfish Head 90-minute IPA, motorcycles, and cars. Oh, the cars! He had a 1969 Camaro Z28 for about a minute, but his Dad got a great offer and sold it away. Then, he rolled his friend Bill’s ’72 Datsun 240 Z days after it had a new paint job. (Yes, Mrs. Breaux, it really was Jon, not Bill). On a less destructive note, Jon also tried diligently to replicate his mother-in-law’s famous “Jon Lindblom Memorial Pot Roast” but never entirely succeeded.
Jon was preceded in death by his father, Charles “Chuckles” Lindblom. His loving family mourns him, including his former wife and forever friend, Molly Lindblom, his sisters-in-law Katie Jones and Julie King, brothers-in-law Joe Jones and Larry King, and his mother-in-law Shelley Gifford. His best friends, Bill Breaux and Stephanie Baron, and his fantastic neighbors Jim, Janae, Gail, Becky, Ron, Patsy, and others who watched after him will also miss him greatly.
Jon will be interred at Arlington National Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, please donate to Wounded Warriors, Jon’s favorite charity.
“Be nice, drink good beer, and tell the truth.”
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Jonathan was the kindest and most thoughtful person I knew. He had a heart of gold. He always found the silver lining in things and rarely spoke negatively about anyone or anything. He was the type of person to give you the shirt off his back.
I will miss our daily phone calls talking about anything from politics to baking to how getting old sucks. He always knew what to say if I was having a bad day. Jonathan’s friendship was like sunshine on a cloudy day. His smile alone could light up a room. He was one of the good ones.
I feel lucky to have known him and been a part of his life. We were like family. And I will miss him greatly.
Bill just gave me the sad news. I’m sad to hear about his passing. My best to Molly. She and Bill were the only people I knew that knew him, we were in high school when I met him. Funny memories of He and Bill working at Blockbuster in Annandale.