It was a beautiful clear winter evening in a small town on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. The town Christmas
tree had just been lit to the sounds of school choruses, and the Christmas Parade was rolling by outside the big old store front windows of my favorite paint your own pottery place.
This was a warm and comforting experience after the week my family and I had just experienced. Enough said.
A beautiful young woman was talking to the owner of the business. Her red hair flowed to her waist. Her skin was Irish creamy, and her blue eyes were set off by her strawberry eyelashes. She was speaking passionately about something that had happened in school. I walked into the room to hear, "The boy behind me was saying to his friend how glad he was to live in town that didn't have Jews. Well, what he actually said was 'stinking Jews'. Can you believe that?! And the teacher could hear... I turned around and said that he really shouldn't say things like that and he doesn't know who's around and he could hurt their feelings. He said jews don't have feelings. I told him very calmly that I am Jewish and I have feelings.By then the teacher was there and told him not to malign other people's religions."
The Last Supper was a Passover Seder, a Jewish celebration.
"Tolerance is a good cornerstone on which to build human relationships. When one views the slaughter and suffering caused by religious intolerance down all the history of Man and into modern times, one can see that intolerance is a very non-survival activity."
L. Ron Hubbard.
Wishing you a very Merry Christmas!