She was known not only for her remarkable body of work, but for her vast network of friends.
The daughter of screenwriters Phoebe and Henry Ephron, Nora Ephron was an expert at making connections.
“You could call on her for anything: doctors, restaurants, recipes, speeches, or just a few jokes, and we all did it, constantly,” Meryl Streep wrote in an email to the New York Times.
Ephron died Tuesday at age 71, having lived a jam-packed life, overcoming two divorces, one from journalist Carl Bernstein. She vaulted seemingly insurmountable barriers to women journalists in New York and women directors in Hollywood.
And she connected with millions.
Ephron instinctively understood the meaning of networks. A favorite entertainment was an exercise she called “one away.” You’re one away from someone if you’ve both slept with the same person.
The Daily Beast quotes Mike Nichols: “Nora was so funny and interesting that we didn’t notice that she was necessary. She is absolutely irreplaceable.”
Of course, she deserves the last word. She considered death in “I Feel Bad About My Neck”:
“As for instructions for my funeral, I suppose I could come up with a few. For example, if there’s a reception afterward, I know what sort of food I would like served: those little finger sandwiches from this place on Lexington Avenue called William Poll. And champagne would be nice. I love champagne. It’s so festive.”