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In 1980, on a private trip to Israel, Ingrid Bergman visited the resting place of Golda Meir. She had already re-invented herself as an observant Jewish woman. An earnest chazzan was well into the liturgy when we arrived at shul. Finding two seats, I handed Bergman a prayer book with an English transliteration.
