Well, I not only had a Jewish boyfriend but I was going to marry him. To do that I would have converted and received a biblical name, gone to Hadassah meetings, and observed all the family traditions, but I made it clear that I was not going to stop believing that Jesus WAS the Messiah. They actually had no problem with that! This was a liberal enclave in Washington DC in the 1960s. They all loved me as a person and knew I'd still be the same person whether I converted or not. I went through the 6-Day War and the Yom Kippur War with these people, learned how to cook, and was encouraged to paint, learn photography, and go to every art show within 100 miles. The only reason I am not Jewish now is because the "sensitive" boy I wanted to marry turned out to be incapable of choosing a direction for his life and felt overwhelmed when his formerly-virgin protege graduated from college, got a job with IBM, and became more of a confident personality than he was.
All in all, I have found the Jews (maybe it was MY Jews only, but I do not think so) to be funny, compassionate, generous to a fault, active, cultured, educated, flexible, uninhibited, and very observant. And Jewish men are well hung. What more could you ask for?
