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High Holidays 1974: The Inflection Point of Faith

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As they do every year, the High Holidays always lead me to think back to 1974, and the first time I ever attended Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur services. I was only 16 years then and taking my first uncertain steps in a new direction in faith.

Although I’m Jewish, I grew up attending the First Baptist Church of Mission, Texas, due to family circumstances, such as my parents’ divorce. I was all-in for the church teachings, but I began to have doubts as a teen. Tracking the fears and attraction of exploring my submerged Jewish identity took up page after page in my journal. I wrote about faith almost as much as I described the teen beauties I slow-danced with at sock hops after those Friday Night Lights football games at the Mission Civic Center. Temple Emanuel in McAllen, Texas, photo by Van Wallach

The great inflection point came in September 1974. Here’s a segment from my book, A Kosher Dating Odyssey, One Former Texas Baptist’s Question for a Naughty and Nice Jewish Girl. It records how this point in life, both what I wrote then and my perspective decades later.

On September 14, my mother drove me to........

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