The Cashmans

Last week was Christmas Eve and the Cashmans (Christy and Jay) had their annual party at their magnificent home in the Back Bay. As usual, there were the gospel singers (this time imported from Connecticut), and the hosts were wonderful, perhaps enjoying the a=party as much as the people they invited. Certainly Jay and Christy, together nnow for over 8 years, continue to send off vibes that they enjoy each other. The beautiful Christy could become a contemporary Isabella Stuart Gardner. Both she and her husband seem to enjoy hosting, and both have been generous in allowing others to use their home. I recently had a staged screenplay reading there and five years ago, she threw me a 60th birthday party that drew l75 people. There was a confortable feeling there, in spite of the vastness of their home. And there were familiar faces, Jay's family and business associates and Christy's relatives and film friends On the film front, there was a sense that all projects any of us are involved with are taking longer to get off the ground than they should. But that is the state of filmmaking in Massachusetts, and, anyway, it was Christmas Eve, and it wasn't time to do business. But it was the time to bask in the glow of the generosity of spirit that is the Cashmens.