To honor of the memory of my mother, Edna Tublin, I, together with my sister Claudia, have set up a
fund with California Lawyers for the Arts designated to support its Conflict Resolution programs. My
mother offered constant encouragement for my work as a mediator and facilitator and enthusiastically
supported efforts to help create peace in the community through Arts Arbitration and Mediation
Services (A.A.M.S.) and the Sacramento Mediaiton Center (SMC). When we celebrated the opening
of the Sacramento office of C.L.A. in 1996, my mother, Edna, together with her good buddy, Agnes
Taylor,( my mother-in-law), hopped the next plane from Ft. Lauderdale, FL to join me for our opening
festivities and to lend their support. My mother looked on with pride as our programs took root in
Sacramento and grew each year to help more and more artists, arts organizations and citizens of the
The years at the end of her life continued the lifelong tradition of appreciation for the arts that she
and my father instilled in my sister and myself. She loved visiting our Sacramento art galleries and
meeting artists, musicians and writers. She supported Sacramento theatre and thoroughy enjoyed each
performance, often celebrating with the cast after opening nights. Her passion for reading good books
and having a really meaty discussion was welcomed by the Novel Women Book Club which looked
upon her as an honorary member.
The story we most love to tell about Edna illustrates her abiding belief in human rights. While she was
still a single young women, back in Brooklyn, NY in the 1930's, she learned that the great African
American singer, Marian Anderson, who was to sing in Constitution Hall in Washington, DC, had been
refused permission by the D.A.R. In defiance of the South's segregation laws, Eleanor Roosevelt then
arranged for Marian Anderson to sing at the Lincoln Memorial and when my mother heard this news
she was impelled to go there in person and support this event and stand up for the dignity and civil
rights of all people. She packed her bag and found a ride with some friends who were driving to DC.
When she went to tell her mother where she was going, her mother said, “and you will take your sister
with you!” And she did.