Amen to Rabbi David Wolpe’s “Divine Spark” column (Aug. 8).
I love the teachings of Judaism. There is simplicity within the convoluted and profound. The burden and the gift challenged me since as a young girl I would listen to my grandfather’s teachings. The gift, overwhelming and humbling. The burden, a joy and a privilege.
Jonathan Mark’s “Freedom Summer Memories” (July 18) evoked recollections of a once powerful black-Jewish alliance. As a participant in this righteous struggle, I can testify to the accuracy of his narrative except for one assertion, namely, that this common effort was “beautiful” but tragically short.