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Winter 2016 23 In Memory With the slow start to the season it has given us time to realize this will be our first season without our friend and club member Tom Frostic and to reflect on the impact he had on our lives and the Trackmakers Snowmobile Club. Near the end of the season last year Tom passed away and the club along with VAST not only lost a good friend but a true example of what a volunteer is. Tom lived in New Jersey and in the early 1970s he traveled to Vermont to see a good friend who showed him the world of snowmobiling. He was hooked from the start. He ended up moving to Vermont soon after and joined the Trackmakers Snowmobile Club. Over the last 43 years he has held every position of office in our club. I first met Tom on a project to build a new bridge for a new trail headed to Worcester. If you asked him about snowmobiling his reply wasnt about a ride he had or how many miles he rode but instead about a project that needed doing or a trail that needed debrushing or what needed to be done on the groomer. He loved working on the trail system more than riding it. He always had a smile on his face and never got too excited no matter the situation whether we were working on redecking a bridge on a beautiful day or putting a track back on the groomer in the middle of a hill at night when it was 10 degrees. Tom had strong ties with the community and knew most our landowners personally. No matter what needed to be done or what needed fixing Tom knew a guy. If not he would be the first to jump in and do it himself. It didnt matter what time of year it was when you stepped into his house the kitchen table would always be strewn with snowmobile books and papers land maps of the trail system groomer parts and notes he had written down about what he thought needed done next. Thats why he was also our clubs historian. Tom kept a photo album with all our clubs trail projects through the years and he had a story to go along with each one. It is a tradition that the club hopes to continue. When the club first talked about buying a groomer he had some reservations about all the extra work to be done by such a small club with very few active members. But once we had it there was nothing he enjoyed more. Grooming wasnt work for Tom it was like a Sunday afternoon drive with his best friend and co-pilot Jack Sweeney along for the ride. You would see him at the end of the day ask if he had trouble when he was gone longer than ususal. Hed say that he had just stopped and talked to landowners and snowmobilers. If you would listen he would talk. The only thing he enjoyed more was when he would say Hey leave me the Montpelier run. Im taking my grandkids out today. To Tom there wasnt anything more important than family and luckily for the Trackmakers he considered us FAMILY. Trackmakers Loss is Heavens Gain By The Trackmakers toPTom out for aSunday afternoon drivein the groomer. bottoM Tom and his best friend Jack Sweeny working on a bridge project.