One of my favorite memories of legendary Philly journalist Carol Saline, who died this weekend, is of her regaling the young women in the Philadelphia magazine offices with one of the many absurd experiences from early in her groundbreaking career.

During a slow period for the magazine, one of her bosses called her in and told her she was being laid off. Why? Because, as Carol recalled decades later, she was married and her husband made good money so she didn’t really need the job as much as others did.

But Carol would have none of it. Refusing to retreat to South Jersey and become a stay-at-home mom, she kept coming into the office, day after day, doing her job — her calling — even when she wasn’t being paid, until her boss relented and put her back on salary. “I mean, he finally realiz

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