by Stanton E. Samenow
As the first guest entered, Anne Muphy O’Neil, the hostess lit up, embraced him, remarking heartily, “Great to see you.”
There was no fakery there! Anne’s delight was genuine in encounters with the many friends who visited her home.
She glowed as she ushered them into the great room
The overall lighting was subdued, but there was nothing subdued about Anne (who may not have known what the word meant)
Candles glowed at place settings with gleaming crystal and dazzling, but understated, dinnerware.
The O’Neil home was abuzz with light and life.
The hostess was party organizer, cook, and often the entertainer
Anne O’Neil lit up her home with a booming voice singing songs from Broadway shows while playing the piano.
Life, light, paying attention to detail — this was Anne (or at least part of her marvelous multi-faceted personality).
The giver of the light is no longer physically here.
Nonetheless, that light endures and will never be extinguished.