Magazine article Tablet Magazine

How Samuel Freedman Learned How to Be a Jew at a Black Church

Magazine article Tablet Magazine

How Samuel Freedman Learned How to Be a Jew at a Black Church

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One Saturday afternoon in 1978, my father asked me to drive him from our home in New Jersey to Kennedy Airport in Queens, from which he was flying abroad on a business trip. I dropped him off at the TWA terminal and got on the Belt Parkway to head back. Almost immediately, though, I rolled to a halt at the tail end of a traffic jam that stretched ahead as far as I could see. I didn't know this part of the city other than its expressways, so while idling in the unmoving mass, I pulled a map out of the glove compartment and looked for alternate routes. It seemed like all I had to do was take the next exit onto Conduit Boulevard and then veer onto Linden Boulevard, which would carry me across Brooklyn toward the Verrazano Narrows Bridge and ultimately back to my evening plans with friends from my newspaper job in Jersey.

Relieved to be rid of the traffic jam, I lead-footed the accelerator and raced along Conduit and onto Linden. …

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