A half-century after I defended the Jewish people, I had to defend my son
Anti-Semitism is like a disease that goes dormant, flaring up with the next political trigger
Last summer our family went to Southern Europe on holiday. During our stay at a hotel, our son Dylan went to the swimming pool. A short time later he came running back to the room, upset. A man at the pool had started hurling insults at him.
My first instinct was to ask, “Were you misbehaving?”
“No,” Dylan told me through his tears.