One New Man

I grew up in the United States in an upper middle-class Jewish family.  Although we went to the synagogue on all the Jewish holidays, the real religion in our home was humanism.  Intellectual achievement and education seemed to be celebrated above all else.  I don’t think any of us, except maybe my mother, really believed in the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.  My father was an automotive engineer and my mother died of cancer many years ago.  One of my two brothers died of an overdose on drugs when he was nineteen years old.  My remaining brother is a jazz musician/psychiat