morning afta

 Morning Afta



      This is a tale from Greg, illustrating the grand schemes of men seeking to become rich. A rather unique and strange  pal of high school Greg was Frank who has been mentioned here before as the would-be LSD guru. The boy was rather strange but our Sheehy never shied away from different and accepted the lad with all his peculiar mannerisms. He went to four different high schools and spent his junior year at Pius where Greg took him under his decidedly normal wing. The friendship continued for a few years and involved a visit or two to the home of the guy over on the edge of South Gate within a whiff of the LA  river. The father of this family was a slavic named and featured man who resembled Jack Palance who had a good career as a badass actor. The same Dad had a fairly decent job but he had dreams of making the big score and set out to create a fortune concocting a hangover remedy. The  dry potion contained in small packets was labelled "the Mornin' Afta" that would be on liquore store counters all over the city. The chemical contents of "mornin' afta" were not revealed and may have been caffeine and bicarbonate of soda but the money was out there for the taking. Unfortunately customers to liquor stores were more interested in getting drunk than dealing with the after effects of being drunk and the miracle potion packets sat untrouched on counters wherever owners would allow them to be placed. The truth is the only true cure for a hangover is time and anyone who has suffered this condition knows the throbbing headache and weak limbs due to over-indulgence are brutal. Certainly, if the condition could be relieved by such a powder it would have made investors knee-deep in cash. Frank's family finally did move away from the river's edge but not because of "Mornin' Afta" that was just another cobblestone on the boulevard of broken dreams.




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