We continue to enjoy great luck in finding people (more correctly, people finding us) who have great stories to share. I believe the cliché is “embarrassment of riches.”
Our latest are the daughter of a long-time doctor at Zambarano – a woman who grew up there in the 1940s and 1950s with her several siblings. Sheila has an extraordinary photographic archive which chronicles, with super detail, her family comig of age (hey, where have we heard that term before?). We will be interviewing her soon at Zam with one of her sisters, and we will be interviewing one of her brothers there soon, as well.
Another is Marie, pictured here on the right, who was diagnosed with TB ten days – ten days – before her wedding. The wedding had to be postponed, of course, when she was sent to Zam. She stayed more than two years, but her fiancé waited the whole time. They recently celebrated 58 years of marriage. Marie’s photo collection is also superb. Without these, we would be creating a pale imitation of a documentary. That's me on the left, looking at photos; Marie on the right; Marie's daughter in the middle; and Josh Fishlock (off camera) doing the scanning thing. When he wasn't shooting this pic, Dave was in the living room, setting up for the shoot. And give him credit -- this time when nature called, he asked for the bathroom, not the rest room. (OK, that's another stupid inside joke, but it beats the boom-mike one...)
We will have our first full-scale crew meeting today to discuss the remaining production schedule, post-production, promotion and audiences, and the myriad other details that go into an undertaking like this. We are a hungry and thirsty crew, and beer and chili will be served. Dave still believes he can weasel my recipe out of me, but he ought to know better. I’ve kept this secret for too long to give it up now…
-- Wayne
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