I laughed at my Jewish girlfriend who said I was Jewish. I laughed hard because I could only wish something as cool as that. However, I am not laughing now. My mouth was hanging open the other night as I was researching this with my husband. My husband shouted out, "There is your grandma's name, her sisters, her brother, and her mother's name!". The names with the middle initial, correct city, correct birthday....I was in too much shock to do anything, but hang my mouth open. The thing that really surprised me is that they changed the spelling of the last name when they came to America. I knew that his family probably did that because my girlfriend had researched his family's name a bit. The thing that is really "freaking" me out. Could it really be? My grandma said that the only reason my grandfather became Catholic was because of the persecution of the Catholic church. That goes back only three generations. Anyway, I really thought my girlfriend was funny. I guess she will have the last laugh. Maybe she is right. I knew my heart has a passion and love for the Jewish was. I am really an odd duck around other homeschoolers and the church people we go to. I am sure they would really not know what to do with me if they found out that I am teaching my children the Jewish holidays and the Tanach for three to four hours a day (although I have very minimal understanding in all of this). I am still researching a bit more. My family knowledge about this is zero. The only thing that I know from my childhood is my mom and grandma's obsession with Jewish bread-they carry it in their suitcases from New York when they visit my aunt.