Tracks
A man’s legacy isn’t what he built. It’s what keeps working after he’s gone.
You can stack money, cut ribbons, make speeches. But once the dust settles, only two things hold: the people you taught and the habits you left behind.
Out here, that’s how we measure a life. Not in noise — in tracks. Where the ground shows someone passed through and made it better for whoever rides next.
Our good friend Tom passed away.
He left good tracks.
We’ll miss you, Tom.
