It was probably because of Dorothy Day and the Catholic Workers Movement that I was able to come to my Judaism–any religion–in an open-hearted way.
In the eighties, I went to jail for civil disobedience in Florida around the first test of the Trident2 missile. While all of us 20-year old boys were locked up and bumping egos about who could be the most radical, it was the old men from the Catholic Worker house who were praying for 5-6 hours a day and looking out for everybody else that caught my attention. I’d never met devoutly religious people before, and these we’re completely different than what I’d been given to understand. They made it possible as I started studying Judaism a few years later to not see it as contrary to my liberal and left wing beliefs.