Only in New York
My Uncle Tommy converted from Catholicism to Judaism for love, before he married his wife, Yvonne, who descended from Dutch Jews. I must be one of the few New York African-American Catholics who had Jewish godparents. Their children, David and Robin, went to Yeshivas and spoke Hebrew fluently. I went to my cousins' bar mitzvah and bat mitzvah. They were extremely devout. Sometimes I would telephone my level-headed godmother for advice. When she died young, it seemed like losing my mother again. When Robin and David died in their 40s, I was in shock. Tommy, whom I remember for his sense of humor, passed away recently. I remember Robin for being fun-loving and tenacious-- She introduced me to disco roller skating in the 1980s, though she was an amputee. David's widow is Catholic, as are their children. During a holiday I spent at their house just before David passed away, I remember how David prayed quietly and sang softly in Hebrew.