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Raised Reform, A Mom Finds Her Kids' Disabilities Give The Lie To Labels

I always assumed I would raise my children as Reform Jews, just as I had been raised. Actually, when I was growing up, I considered our  family "observant Reform."  We went to temple every Shabbat and holiday. My father was president of our congregation; my mother chaired innumerable committees and my sister and I served as youth group presidents. We were proud Jews, but liberal ones. Few people in our synagogue (ourselves included) kept kosher or wore kippot. In college, I was one of the few Hillel regulars who needed to learn the Birkat Hamazon. Some years after college, when my husband and I married, we joined a Reform congregation, fully expecting our own new family to follow a similar path.

Joanna Dreifus
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