Finding My Religion

Growing up, my religious identity was None of the Above, a designation that made me feel as though I was aimlessly wandering around a non-denominational desert, searching for water but not finding any. My German father was Jewish -- a non-practicing, agnostic Jew, but Jewish nonetheless. He shared his story about leaving Nazi Germany as a small boy after his father was arrested, put in Buchenwald, and then released. But beyond that, he didn't like discussing his religion, or much else about his Jewish experience.