I have a friend — let's call her Carol. She is a “cradle Episcopalian” of a very old family – so old in fact that she can trace her ancestry back to William Tyndale, who was the source of the King James Bible. That is as old as it gets in the Western world.
And yet, she told me that she recently discovered that her grandfather was Jewish – an Austrian Jew who hid his identity.
“So that makes me kind of Jewish?” she asked shyly.
“Why not?” I answered her. “Join the club. You are now a Jew-by-surprise.”
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