Check out the Grecian formula overload

 

Check out the Grecian formula overload







     The Sheehy family is blessed with brains and fine wit which is amazing for a group that rose up  from poor Irish beginnings and was nurtured on a dairy farm in a place called Florence on the outskirts of LA. One of the very first of the second generation of said Sheehys to get a college education and take up a profession was Patrick Evan Sheehy, the son of Lawrence, cousin of Greg and brother of Michael, Richard and Louise. They are all some of my favorite people in my life. As has been stated before Greg and I admired Evan as he was known and Greg even worked, learned and suffered for him when he was studying his trade of architecture. Before all that you could tell when Evan was at any Sheehy gathering because there would be laughter around the guy and his earthy takes on life were rich with sarcastic humor. The man had charisma to burn but his demons tormented him into an early demise. Before the substances took over, he had a way with words and Greg put many of them into the memory bank that he shared with us, much to our delight. As a matter of fact, some of the drinking Evan stories were pretty hilarious too but in truth he did not need dutch courage because he was the guy we all were trying to impress. It has always been a topic in the Sheehy set that men should accept their aging with grace and not try to trick mother nature. They scoffed at guys who tried to hide their baldness with toupees, calling them rugs. They also would hoot at any old man who thought he was camoflaging his age with hair dye. Men in show business often got out the clairol but rich fools who blackened their gray hair were figures of ridicule by John, Greg and the witty Evan who coined the phrase when seeing an old goat with a fresh coat of hair paint "check out the Grecian Formula overload." In one sentence the man said it all which is the true test of wit. 




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