Way back in the late 70s (when I earning my B.A. and M.A. from Ohio State), a young Jewish gal from Cincinnati named Shelley Stevens majoring in art at OSU had a part-time gig selling tickets at the local Jewish center, the Hillel. One evening, she met a nice Israeli doctor named Herschlag, and one thing led to another. They got married, moved to Jerusalem, and thirty years ago this June 9th, had a daughter they named Natalie. She grew up to be beautiful, smart, and talented, and decided, for professional reasons, to use the last name Portman.
I often wonder why the Hillel Foundation doesn't ask Ms. Portman to use her name in promoting social events, as in, "We can't guarantee that you'll met the love of your life here, but you never know.”