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I travel to New York City frequently these days for work. A few weeks ago, the evening before going down, the chain for my necklace broke. My other necklace is a Magen David — a Star of David — that my grandmother gave my mother, and then my mother gave my daughter, and it now resides in my jewelry box. I have worn it before when feeling sentimental.

After putting it on I began to worry whether this necklace would be seen downstate as some kind of provocation in the current climate. Those who know me know I have very strong and nuanced opinions about the current state of affairs in the Middle East and about the current political structure in Israel. That isn't part of this story. As the evening progressed, I began to increasingly stress that wearing the Magen David in New York City would somehow make me a target, and then I began to stress about stressing.

Long story short, when I woke up at 4:30 a.m. to begin getting ready for my train, my stress had peaked, and I took the necklace off, feeling guilty, cowardly, and wondering if maybe I was a tad paranoid.

On the ride down, I told my colleague this story. After work, the two of us went uptown, walked through Central Park, and sat outside in a cafe not far from Columbia, enjoying cold ginger beers on a gorgeous day after a hard day's work and a really long walk. As we were sitting there, a man came walking down the street, his fist waving, belligerently yelling, "F--- the Jews! F--- the Zionists! F--- the Jews!"

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As he passed me, still shouting, my hand instinctively went to my neck to clutch the necklace that wasn't there.

Shoshana Stein lives in Menands.

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Commentary: The necklace, the decision and the shouting man uptown

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10.05.2024

Credit: Getty Images.

I travel to New York City frequently these days for work. A few weeks ago, the evening before going down, the chain for my necklace broke. My other necklace is a Magen David — a Star of David — that my grandmother gave my mother, and then my mother gave my daughter, and it now resides in my jewelry box. I have worn it before when feeling sentimental.

After putting it on I began to worry whether........

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