The Spirit
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In the beginning of the 1950s, a phenomenon took place that was to hold our great nation in awe....
Late model stock car racing!
Although stock at first, the cars developed into all out racers!
The author has taken a page out of current Cup racing and moved it b k to the very beginning.
First came the OHV engines followed by fabulous hemispherical (Hemi) engines with incredible V.E. (Volumetric efficiency). Then the Super stocks modified versions of the regular two door sedans.
Then there were the drivers: The Pettys, Allisons, Pearsons, Bakers, Turners, Jarretts and many more.
But there was only one driver who was The Spirit of them all...A thin, emaciated youth with destitute eyes, who lived for nothing but the fierce competition until...!
Ride with the electrifying driver, known only as Spook, for an adventure in dedication, skill, love and the knowledge that he knew when him time had run out.
Johnny Frederick
As a young man when all his friends were interested in the sports, girls and running around, the author was a dedicated driver, even then honing his skills as a racer...and indeed like his title character in The Spirit Spook, he had become one of the best. Readers will be impressed by Spook and his incredible dedication and will be cheering, if perhaps a little mystified, by the character... Spook was created by the authors several acquaintances in life who were indeed, much like the pale youth. Bobby Isaac, of NASCAR fame. Carl Scarborough of the Indy cars of the 1950s who died a tragic death of heat prostration and, for Carl, the race was over. Carl joined Bobby who had envisions that it was time for him to quit but instead, after his ride with the K & K Dodge, soldiered on. His premonitions came true as he passed away from a violent heart attack. Hence, for Bobby too, the race was over.
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The Spirit - Johnny Frederick
MAIN CHARACTERS
Spook: the greatest driver in the world. Who thought he knew what the end was to be.
Mary Jacobs: Loved the Spook but couldn’t understand him until too late.
Rudy Lock: Veteran driver, fierce opponent of the Spook on the track…and where Miss Mary was concerned.
Doc Toner: Anyone can make a mistake.
Bill Nordic: Auto dealer. Could see what was happening but was helpless to stop it.
MISC CHARACTERS:
Jerry Adams, Buck Peter, Pat Jensen. Team drivers for Nordic and Clark Motors.
The years of brooking and self-pity had taken their inevitable toll on Doc Toner’s mind, and his irrational thinking, agitated by the blaspheming engines from the speedway made itself plain in his ranting speech:
I hear you, you treacherous demons. Scream all you like, for I’ll put an end to you before long.
He shook a crooked finger in the direction of the track.
The large envelope lay on his desk untouched, through plainly marked: Urgent! Leave it lay, Doc thought. He knew the contents of it anyway, so why bother to open it. He rose from his chair and walked to the window, peering out at the speedway several blocks down the street. Dark exhaust smoke hung over the track and it was this that Doc found cause to begin ranting again.
Look there… look at it…it’s the smoke of hell… that’s what it is!
He flung a hand before his eyes and rushed back to his desk, where he buried his face in his hands and wept for the boys.
With a sudden whim of his sick mind, he tore open the large envelope, and unfolded the enclosed letter with shaking hands. It read:
"Upon examining the blood sample sent us by your office, we find no cause for alarm. True, a blood deficiency is evident, but certainly not a cancerous condition.
What is now the nature of your patient’s activities and has that person been informed of a cancerous blood malady? If so, please advise said person, as the psychological effects could be damaging. Advise our office, immediately."
Doc dropped the letter as if it were a heated coal, the shocking contents of its white interior bringing back normal senses. He burst from the office and ran like a person possessed for the tumultuous strife of the speedway!
The pace he was setting couldn’t last. If he continued at the speed the car would blow up, if it wasn’t disintegrated in one of the turns first. If he had still been on our team, I would have had Pat Polotel flag him in, but as it was, I had no say. I felt that if it hadn’t have been the last race of the season, the Association officials would have flagged him in.
In the midst of this fascinating yet fearful thing, Doc Toner, his eyes wild and bloodshot, rushed up to me; Bill, Bill, you’ve got to stop this race!
His breath came in short, rasping gulps, like he had been running, and he leaned on one of the cars for support.
What the hell are you doing here, Doc? I thought you didn’t…
He cut me off. Bill, you’ve got to stop the Spook…now…hurry!
he shook me by my shirt front.
What’s the matter with you, Doc…I can’t stop him…he’s racing.
I know…I know he’s racing…listen…listen to me, please. He came to me for medical attention…and I made a mistake…I told him…I told him he had leukemia…but he hasn’t, Bill he hasn’t!
Good God, Doc, then that’s why…!
I ran over to Mary and slapped her out of her trance. She sobbed and struck at me.
Marty screamed, Bill, Bill…what are you doing?
I told them, in a panic-stricken voice what was happening, then tripped and stumbled, with legs gone numb, for the flag man! I had to stop the race before…The crowd roared in terror at the number 30 car, out of control!
Doc Toner stood there, the figure of a beaten man. He had made another mistake and one of the boys
was in serious danger because of him and his erroneous calculations. He watched with tear-blurred eyes as Bill Nordic fought his way through the litter filled pits, and gasped as he saw Nordic halt and shake a young girl, who began striking at him.
THE SPIRIT
By Johnny Frederick, 1956
He had another name, but in the several years that I knew him and was associated with him I never heard it mentioned. Oh, it was down on his business papers and things like that, but always he was referred to as the Spook. I first saw him on a clear, summer day in June 1950, at the time my partner, Tom Clark, and I had three competition cars entered with Tri-State Stock Car Association (T.S.S.C.A.)
The Spook, who must have been around twenty-five then, was leaning against a concession stand watching the cars whip through the asphalt circle in a practice session at our local Norfolk speedway.
I don’t know what it was that made him catch my eye, unless it was the way which he watched the stockers streak down the straights and brake frantically for the turns. There seemed to be no emotion whatsoever on his chalky countenance as a Ford spun out in the path of one of our Hudsons!
There was a tearing crash as the two racers slammed together, the Ford spinning and swapping ends three times before at last coming to a teetering rest!
The lean, somber-faced youth only shifted his weight, a slight, secret smile appearing momentarily at the corners of his mouth.
Our number 20, with Pat Jensen as pilot, was forced steaming from the track, his front end smashed.
I started over to the pit area then, only to be taken back by the changed expression on the Spook’s face. The eyes were a terrible thing, piercing, bottomless voids nearly beyond description. The skin was drawn tight over his high cheekbones and was of a deathly, almost mild white pallor. Upon passing by him, I could actually feel the drive of a boundless, pent-in energy, crying for an escape!
A sense of urgency was about me, warning me to get away from that youth with the destitute eyes and overwhelming sinister air about him. His whole being suggested a soul afire with an uncontrollable, driving force. I hastened my pace even more, not glancing back until I had reached the familiarity of the pits and then it was only to find him gone.
Shaking my head in puzzlement, I flipped up my coat collar at the sudden, chill wind that seemed to be coming from the direction of the concession stand.
The season had gone well for us down at Nordic and Clark, Hudson Dealers, with the Hudson doing extremely well all over the country. The Tri-State season had begun only that Easter Sunday with a 200-miler at our Norfolk speedway and our Hudsons finished with the top five cars. Our keenest competitors were the factory backed teams of Plymouth and Olds. We had not received any aid from the Hudson factory in past years, but with the advent of our factory participation, were promised assistance early in the conflict of the 1950 circuit. Factory sponsorship was steadily increasing and it was feared by many that the day may soon come when the independent entry, the backbone of stock car racing, would no longer be able to compete against the limitless funds and expendable cars of the big factory organizations. Tom Clark and I had discussed the matter only the previous day. Yes, the writing was on the wall for all to see. The Detroit Barons wanted to dominate the racing scene, mostly because of the tremendous publicity potential it could represent for their eager sales departments.
The accent was, even then, on higher performance engines, faster accelerating cars. The cars were improving, too, as far as top speed and stop light dig were concerned, but unfortunately, the most important factor of a high performance machine was forgotten, or at