‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, because the furnace was out!
The stockings were hung on the windows with care
Trying to keep out the cold winter air.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
because everyone was so cold, they thought they were dead!
And Mama in her kerchief and I in my cap
Had put on our coats and every other warm wrap.
When down in the basement there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away down the hallway I flew like a flash
tore open the door with a real loud crash!
The furnace in the basement of our family home
Was shaking and shuddering because it too was so cold.
When what to my wondering ears should I hear?
But the York CCE Dealer I called, Yes, he’s coming here!
With a truck full of technicians that were ready to work
I knew in a moment that it must be St York.
More rapid than rectification, their coursers they came
And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
Now SALES MANAGERS, Now WAREHOUSEMEN, Now CSR’S, Now AdMin!
On OPS MANAGERS, and SERVICE MANAGERS, all come on in!
To the top of the porch, through the open front door,
Now dash on in, dash on in, dash on in all!
As the cold wind that before the snow storm does fly
When it meets with a homeowner and starts him to cry
So down to the basement their coursers they flew
With a box full of boards, igniters, and sensors too!
And then in a twinkling I heard from below
The checking of part numbers from each manager’s computer.
As I drew in my head and was turning to see
In came the boss with a smile of glee.
He was dressed very warm from his head to his foot
And his clothes were not covered with ashes and soot.
A Source One book he had slung on his back
And Time Saver parts were on top of his pack.
His eyes how they squinted, his dimples were hairy
His cheeks were like roses; his nose was a cherry.
He had a big old mouth that was drawn up in grin
And the beard on his chin was sort of well trimmed.
The stump of a cigar he held tight in his teeth
Between the few that were there, it was quite a feat.
He had a broad face and a big old fat belly
That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
And I laughed when I saw him despite what I felt.
But a wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know that the furnace was not dead.
He spoke not a word, yet directed the work
And they fixed up the furnace and all of its quirks.
Then laying his hand on the furnace below
It started to work with a very warm glow.
He sprang to his truck, to the Manager’s gave a whistle
And away they all left, per the boss’s dismissal.
But I heard him exclaim ere he drove out of sight
We always use Source 1 parts — have a HAPPY CHRISTMAS TONIGHT!!!
WISHING EVERONE THE BEST OF THIS HOLIDAY SEASON, WHATEVER YOUR CELEBRATION MAY BE!