Time again to toast the man. A sammich will do.
Welcome to the third annual Michael Day at Tom, Dick & Harry, the day we give our agency a complete name change in honor of our late founder, Michael Herlehy. Hopefully the name swap doesn’t blow up in our faces and cause massive client confusion. But if it does, nobody would be laughing harder than Michael. Below are excerpts from an article that appeared in the Chicago Business Journal shortly after his passing. We reprise it with great respect for his memory and to remind us that it's not the ads we craft that make a difference. Go out there and be a Herlehy today, laughing all the way. And feel free to toast him at lunch with a peanut butter sammich, his favorite. Or chicken fingers. Or mac 'n cheese. No martinis for this ad legend. He always ate like a kid.
FROM THE CHICAGO BUSINESS JOURNAL, MAY 16, 2013, BY LEWIS LAZARE:
"Michael Herlehy, one of Chicago's most ebullient ad people, passed away Monday at the age of 46 from complications related to a long battle with Hodgkin's disease.
Always quick with a big laugh and a quip and a bit of local ad dish, the delightful Herlehy was a creative partner at Tom, Dick & Harry Advertising, a colorfully-named boutique ad shop founded by him and some of his friends and business associates from Cramer-Krasselt/Chicago, where Herlehy previously worked.
Though TD&H started with no clients and little money, his partners at the shop say he was a constant inspiration that helped them keep going in the early days. On the infrequent occasions when the phone at TD&H's first humble office did ring, Herlehy would reach for it and say: "Tom, Dick & Harry. Sorry, no Toms, Dicks or Harrys here, but hey, I'm Michael."
Herlehy first broke into advertising at Saatchi & Saatchi/New York, and then moved to Lord Dentsu & Partners. He grew weary of the ad scene in the Big Apple, however, and came to work for a small Chicago agency, where he developed a cult-like status when he created an award-winning self-promotion piece about his desire to flee the shop.
Of course, his boss found out about the ad and promptly fired Herlehy, who landed on his feet at the Hoffman York shop in Milwaukee, where he would stay until he came back to Chicago for a creative department job at Cramer-Krasselt."