Jack Frost
1930 - 2021
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JACK FROST
September 3, 1930 February 11, 2021
His life was gentle, and the elements mixed so well in him that Nature might stand up and say to all the world, "This was a man." *
Jack Frost died February 11, 2021, surrounded by his sons. He was born September 3, 1930 in Snowflake, Arizona to Leo and Thelma (Richards) Frost.
Yes, he was featured in Ripley's Believe it or Not.
His father died when he was 11, and Jack went to work. He took pride in hard work, and he never stopped. He supported his mother throughout high school and beyond. A good student, he was also a talented basketball player.
He saved enough money to serve a mission for the Mormon church in Western Canada. Upon his return, he volunteered for the Army. After his service, he used his VA benefits to attend BYU, where he met Gloria...
Gloria Louise Anderson was born September 16, 1936 to Clive and Margaret (Sorensen) Anderson. She embodied self-deprecating humor, a sunny disposition, and a love for people. She was as proud to grow up on a dairy farm working along with her beloved parents as she was to enroll at BYU in 1954, where she met Jack...
They fell in love. They graduated and married in 1958. They moved to Laramie, Wyoming where Jack earned an MFA and began teaching high school art in Cheyenne.
They drove through Colorado Springs (when Nevada Avenue was the highway) and fell in love again. Jack liked the Fine Arts Center and the many displays of public art throughout the city, but really it was Pikes Peak.
Bob Simpich traveled to Cheyenne to recruit art teachers for District 11 and happened to meet Jack. They eagerly moved to Colorado Springs in 1963, and the city would soon discover their passion for teaching, learning, and creating.
Jack taught art at Wasson until Mitchell opened. He was the president of the Colorado Springs Art Guild and a friend of Starr Kempf, who also dismissed anything artsy-fartsy. Jack was an artist who drove trucks. He was an artist who repowered tugboats with his brother, Richard. He was an artist who observed closely and quietly, watching how the time of day could completely change an object.
Gloria taught in District 2 before moving to District 11, where she taught first grade. She spent many happy years team-teaching with her dear friend, Lee Beach, at both Monroe and Chipeta Elementary. Teaching children to read is magic, and Gloria was a magician.
Gloria created with fabric. She sewed all her clothes, and her creations were stunning. If she saw a dress in a window and just couldn't resist, she would recreate it that day, with or without the curtain rod. She created puppets to help teach her first graders. On story days, she would dress as the Jolly Green Giant with her youngest son, Ryan, dressed as Little Sprout.
She was a proud member of the Retired Teachers' Association and the Red Hat Society. Together, Gloria and Jack were members of the American Truck Historical Society.
Gloria suffered from dementia but maintained her positivity with Jack's dedication and tender care. They were married 59 years when she died on December 6, 2017. In all the ways that matter, Jack died that day, too. When asked how he was doing, he would reply, "About half." He never stopped missing her.
The couple is survived by sons, Ryan and Grant, and daughter, Andria.
Jack and Gloria requested cremation with no services, save for scattering their combined ashes on Pikes Peak. Who knows? Jack Frost and his beloved Gloria may be part of the next snowfall on Garden of the Gods.
-- William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar, Act 5, Scene 5.



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Published in The Gazette on Feb. 14, 2021.
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February 27, 2021
Jack Frost was my Art teacher at Mitchell High ('69 - '71) —and far more than that.

I was one of a somewhat unruly group of students that he supported, encouraged and went well out of his way to accommodate. His actions on our behalf helped all of us craft lives driven, fulfilled, and enriched by art.

Our small group have continued to work and learn together ever since those high school days. Jack's support and guidance played a vital role in our lives as artists. Fortunately for me, I had additional opportunities
to visit with Jack and his family after leaving Mitchell.

Jack Frost loved art — making it, appreciating it and nurturing in in others. A large and gentle man with a huge and brilliant spirit to match. I am one of many whose lives are better for having known him.

Darrel Anderson
Student
February 21, 2021
Jack Frost was my art teacher through my high school years at both Wasson and Mitchell, from 1963 through 1966. He was my all-time favorite teacher. I learned from Jack Frost the basics of drawing and painting that I used throughout my working career as a graphic designer and advertising art director. Now in retirement I put his training and inspiration to use every day in my watercolor painting and pencil drawing. Most importantly, he taught me how to appreciate all kinds of art. To this day I consider Jack Frost my most important artistic influence. Thank you, Jack, for your inspiration and education. I will miss you and remember you always.
ROBERT A ROSAMOND
Student
February 20, 2021
I lived across the street from Jack and Gloria and was childhood friends with Andria and Grant! It was honestly some of the best days of my childhood. With age, I've forgotten a lot, but that is one memory that doesn't fade! Puppets and dress up were always so fun! Playing until after dark when it was safe to play outside. I remember being at the baby shower for Ryan and still have pictures from that day. Thank you for the memories! I know your celebration in heaven with Gloria was beautiful! Rest easy Jack, you are whole now!
Kevin Sullivan-Collins
Friend
February 19, 2021
Cliff and I truly loved them both. He will be missed by many.
Sylvia Bird
February 19, 2021
I was a student at Mitchell high from 1973-1975 and My. Frost was my Art teacher then and Today I am an artist as well. He was my favorite teacher of all time! I practically lived in the art rooms throughout school growing as I was shy and a introvert, I drew all the time. I worked for both him and Mr. Schrock, The ceramics teacher next door. My favorite story to tell is the day Jack brought some onions to class one day. He arranged them on a table with a cloth underneath and set up the lights around them as I watched. I asked him, " You don't expect us to draw That today do ya? " He said, No! It's just for me." I felt relieved I didn't have to draw them! They looked like they would be really hard to draw some white onions on a white cloth with all those dried up onion skins peeling off of them? And besides I thought that they weren't a very good subject to want to draw in the first place? How boring! But after he got set up and began to draw them, I was curious to see how they turned out? At first I just kind of peeked over his shoulder and watched. After a while in amazement The boring onions and the skins began to take shape and I think I sat down next to him and saw the magic happen. Those were the most Beautiful Onions I had ever seen in my life! And on that day I learned one of the Greatest lessons in becoming an artist that I had ever learned in my life without him saying a word. If you are to become a great artist yourself you will be able to draw Anything! Even something that most would think at first to be ugly and boring and recreate it on paper or canvas, And make as beautiful as all things really are or can be? If you grow and gain the Eye to see and the hand trained to bring it out on paper. You can draw anything! And make it look Wonderful! He was always soft spoken and would say what you needed to do to draw or paint but when you watched him do it! He didn't need to say a word. He made me want to be able to draw and paint just as good as he did. My first painting, I think I still have it rolled up somewhere? I called it my Blue Boy! Mr. Frost and Ed Schrock the ceramic teacher and Gene Danial's the Photography teacher, All helped me with my painting. You can see in the tree behind the little boy dressed in blue with a stick in the water Where Jack painted part of the tree and Mr. Schrock helped with the blue pants and jacket and Mr. Denials the ripples in the water. I'll have to go find it now and put it in a frame. At the time I didn't think to much about it? Why they all 3 helped me with that painting but now I think that maybe the saw something in me, And how much I wanted to be as good as they all were someday and how much I loved art then and Even more now Today. I'm not sure if I am or ever will be as good as Jack was but art is my love and my life today and that love I will never loose and I will keep it as long as I live. I hope mine is as long and as beautiful as his was. I knew he was a man of God as well, even though he never spoke about it. I could tell. And so am I. I hope and pray that some day I'll get to see my teacher from Snowflake Arizona, Again.
JAN JOHNSON
Student
February 18, 2021
Oh my sweet friend Andria and Ryan too - Your Dad was the most amazing man and he will be missed so very much. You both did so much to show him how much you loved him and he was such a great man. All my love and prayers are with you both. Love, Connie #8
Connie Hoy
Friend
February 14, 2021
I always loved seeing Jack and Gloria at the Frost reunions and unfortunately at funerals. He was a great speaker and my Dad always loved Gloria, said she was a kick in the pants.
Sandra Purkins Jones
Family
February 14, 2021
He was my art teacher at Wasson High School. He was always inspirational, patient and taught more than art. He always had a joke about being Jack Frost from Snowflake, Ariz. RIP and thank you for being a role model.
Becky Maxedon
Student
February 14, 2021
Dear Andria, Grant, and Ryan
I was so sorry to hear of your mother and now your father passing. The obituary was such a lovely tribute to such a special couple. The memories of all our teaching days together are very special for me.
Blessings to you and thanks for all the days you shared your mother with me. Lee Beach
Lee Beach
Teacher
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