One rainy day I was walking on a street, with no plans and nowhere to go. It felt good to be free and away from home. Someone saw me and pulled over and asked me if I needed a ride. I was startled. I took the ride. He knew something was up.
This experience confirmed my bubbe’s views of Christianity. In her thinking, the Nazis responsible for the Holocaust were Christians. Now her “Christian” employers wanted to deport her!