I was compelled to read this because we watched "Unorthodox" on Netflix last week. This autobiography is the source book for that mini-series. In college, one of my roommates and I babysat a bit, in 1978-79, for a little boy who's folks were part of the Chicago Orthodox Jewish community, and who's Mom was (and apparently still is) a teacher at a Jewish school in Skokie. Very sweet people but clearly living a different lifestyle than I had grown up with. That connection, while distant an outdated, also compelled me to read the book. There are a couple of reasons why I am hesitant to rate the book. One is that I never am fond of rating someone's autobiography. It is their story. The other is that there have been people that have worked to discredit this work, and I don't yet now what I think about that. Just doing a Google search of 'Chicago Mikvah' reveals that I may have once known someone that had to put up with part of the details of this story. And if that is the case it makes me very sad for her. This definitely fits into a "read until you understand" program, but it opens up way more questions than it answers.