By Robert J. Wetherall
Most writers require at least a modicum of support from friends and family to help fill the potholes littering their road to fame. I figured this would also be the case with Eddie Salinski, celebrated writer and welder who happens to be a close personal friend of mine.
But turns out I figured wrong: Eddie has forged his way to success mostly on his own, without nods of approval and accolades from others.
I found this out while Eddie and I were having quiche at a nearby Denny’s a few weeks ago.
I asked him why he never married.
“Almost did a while back,” he said. “But fate came to my rescue.”