Ace Nicholas

This is a version of Twas the Night Before Christmas my father wrote many years ago.  Now my Dad, herein, is published!  Enjoy,  Happy Holidays to all!

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the garage

Not a car was stirring, not even a Dodge

The tires were hung by the rafters with care

In hopes that Ace Nicholas would fill them with air.

The Volkswagons were parked all snug in their stalls

With visions of winning Indy dreamed by them all.

And Opel in her mag wheels and I in my slicks  Read more »