Becky
Age 75
Jewish, owner of a small department store she's run for forty years. Tenacious, sharp-tongued, and widowed six years. Still believes the right outfit can fix almost anything.
A funny, poignant, nostalgic two-act play about friendship, aging, widowhood, and the possibility of starting again.

Every Wednesday, three widowed friends in their seventies meet at the same country-club table. Over iced tea and the occasional glass of wine, they argue gently about family, technology, loneliness, the way the world keeps changing without their permission — and whether online dating could ever, possibly, belong in their lives.
By turns wry, tender, and very honest, Widows at the Clubis co-written by Bea Gardner and David Russell as both a published play and a script for the stage.
It's funny. It's poignant. It's nostalgic.
Age 75
Jewish, owner of a small department store she's run for forty years. Tenacious, sharp-tongued, and widowed six years. Still believes the right outfit can fix almost anything.
Age 72
Sarcastic, funny, and the first to laugh at herself. Plays golf in the morning and pickleball in the afternoon. Widowed ten years and uninterested in apologizing for any of it.
Age 74
Catholic, retired schoolteacher, properly raised and properly opinionated. Widowed nearly two years and quietly wondering what comes next — possibly even online dating.
Scene 1 · The club lounge, Wednesday, 1:14 p.m.
BECKY. She's late.
DAISY. Judith is always late. She thinks it's polite.
BECKY. Polite is being on time. Late is just late wearing better shoes.
DAISY. (grinning) Speak for yourself. My shoes are excellent.
— Full excerpts available on request for directors, producers, and program committees.

Bea travels for signings, pickleball-club gatherings, library talks, senior-center programs, school visits, and staged readings — warm, funny, and tailored to your group.