The following was originally published in the April 1962 edition of SportsCar Magazine:

I hope that I shall never see
A flagman running up a tree.

 

Or the starter-in his leap
Fail to land upon his feat.

 

Nor yet a steward on the track
With a driver on his back.

 

But what I hope will never be
And what I really fear to see…

 

Is a track completely bare
Without a single worker there.

 

Races are won by guile or grace
But only workers put on a race.

Click here for a full-size image of the poem by Edna Sherman.

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