I just received this note from my good friend from days long gone by, Diane Stark. Ours is an enduring friendship that has remained strong over many years of distance and silence, interspersed with intense phone calls, emails and, occasionally, get-togethers in person. Four years ago I heard from Diane after a 20-year gap since our last meeting, and I learned that she was living in San Francisco; my side of the country! A few months later, I took the train up the coast and visited Diane for a few days. It was as if we’d never had a break in time, much less decades of lost contact. I value our friendship and marvel that it has lasted on such thin and extended threads of connection. And so it is with women, often.
It is just this kind of enduring support and love that Diane has documented in her film, 5 years in the making, called “Tuesday Lunch,” which commemorates not only a group of women who have stuck together through thick and thin for over 45 years but helps keep alive the memory of Diane’s mother, who passed away at a very young age but lives on in the Tuesday Lunch group’s collective memories.
Tuesday lunch is almost done. It’s reached the stage for a final and extended edit. I invite you to read Diane’s letter to me below, and contribute what you can to help make “Tuesday Lunch” come alive and live on – a tribute to women’s friendships that endure.
I am making a film called “Tuesday Lunch” about the 47-year friendship among my late mom, Nina’s, circle of friends. They started meeting in a living room on Long Island, NY, in 1969 during the height of the women’s movement when I was 14. They were a mixture of Jews and Christians raised in the Bronx, in Queens, and as far away as Nebraska, gathering together in the suburbs in search of community.
My mom died when I was in my 20’s but she remains alive, in a way, through her circle of understanding and loving friends.
Forty-seven years later, after marching and picketing for desegregation and a right to choose, raising families who have grown and scattered, earning college degrees, creating careers, joining together for birthdays, bar mitzvahs, divorces, and funerals, they still meet.
Today, in their 80s, “the Tuesdays” have new challenges. With many of them widows, and most of their children living out of state, they are determined to stay independent and meaningful.
I want to share the story of the women of “Tuesday Lunch” because it is especially important in a time when we need friends and community more than ever. It shows the challenges of long-term relationships and the sustenance that women receive and give in enduring friendships. It also offers a vision of graceful, active aging and the challenges that come with that.
I am asking for your support to finish and share the film. I have spent five years filming it with a talented crew, and now I am ready to edit it. With your help, you can see it with your friends. Please contribute what you can and share with your friends.
~ With love and friendship,