Faced with extraordinary trauma of
losing both parents to alcoholism and
divorce, seven siblings form a unique
family structure. “The Watershed” is a
moving documentary of survival and
forgiveness that shows how tragedy can
have transforming effects on individual
identity. Still lulled by Camelot
fantasies, the Trunk family represented
both the accomplishment and downfall of
the American Dream. For more than four
years the Trunk children were left to
fend for themselves, often living
without a phone, electricity, heat and
very little food. Just when life seemed
unbearable, all seven children were
rescued and taken in by relatives who
already had three children and limited
resources of their own. It was there
that they had a second chance at
becoming a family again.
Director’s Words:
In 1972 our family moved from Long
Island, New York to Santa Barbara,
California so that my father could
pursue a new job. I was eleven years old
and the oldest of seven children. My
father was a successful CPA, my mother
stayed at home and life seemed perfect.
We were the typical upper-middle class
white family living in the suburbs. A
year later my father announced that he
no longer loved my mother and he left.
Shortly thereafter he was fired from his
job. My mother was devastated. Her
Catholic upbringing did not prepare her
for a life that would include betrayal
or divorce. My father's lack of income
and the ensuing poverty was foreign
territory for all of us. To alleviate
the devastation my mother began to
drink. She took to her bed almost 24
hours a day. We were barely surviving on
welfare and food stamps and my father
rarely visited. We struggled to take
care of ourselves and attempt to live
like normal kids.
Throughout this period the relatives in
New York had no knowledge of the
disparity of our lives or of the extent
to which our parents had "checked out."
Appearances were everything and we were
trained well.
Everything changed, one evening, when
our mother went into convulsions, as a
result of excessive alcohol consumption.
She was hospitalized and the East Coast
relatives were quickly notified and
arrived immediately. They were shocked
at how destitute our lives had become.
My mother survived her health crisis but
her twin sister decided she was in no
condition to take care of us. My father
was difficult to track down and no one
wanted to see us go into foster homes.
My siblings and I lived with my mother's
sister, her husband and their three
children in Florida for one year, while
my mother spent the year in Santa
Barbara recovering from alcohol
poisoning. We wanted her to join us in
Florida where we had established a
stable family-life but she refused and
we were forced to return to her in
California.
The most difficult task in this ordeal
was to learn to love and respect one
another again. To this day, 25 years
later, it is not an easy thing. My
siblings and I are still very close but
the affects of my parents breakup, the
poverty we were forced to live in and
the abandonment of my parents has shaped
who we are and how we live in the world.
This documentary illustrates how we
survived the trauma and downfall of our
family's status and how we see ourselves
now because of it. |