I knew Eddie, and dated him for about 6 months. This was in 1982. I met him in his shop on Melrose, bought a table from him, and later that day he delivered it to my home from the trunk of his big black car (was it a Lincoln?) He had a bottle of Dom under his arm and invited himself in for a drink....that's how it started. He was quite a character, and we had many interesting evenings. Little did I know that he was spending his days robbing banks. I only found out a year after I went back to Canada when someone mailed me a news clipping of the Yankee Bandit. I was shocked. He was so sweet and charming but there was an underlying cynicism and deep sadness. He seemed very "deep" as well, but now I think maybe it was the drugs talking. I just googled Eddie last year wondering if he was out of jail and doing ok and was very sad to hear of his death. I pray that he knew the Lord and perhaps I will see him again, under much better circumstances. Carol Mills (nee Lockhart)
Womack Newspapers, Inc.
Powered by Foundation