Ruth Peretz was 16 years old. She had cerebral palsy and muscular dystrophy; she was nonverbal and used a wheelchair. But she loved music. So her father, Erick, brought her to the desert concert in Israel that was so brutally attacked by Hamas.

Ruth and Erick were among the missing for days, but they have both now been found dead. I hate to say that I figured as much: No matter how many hostages Hamas wanted, the terrorists would have considered Ruth too much work. Keeping her alive would have required a tenderness likely unknown to them.

Hamas hated Ruth and Erick because they were Jewish. Never mind that he was simply a father who loved his daughter and who made sacrifices for her. We cannot forget them.

We’re only a couple of weeks into the attack on Israel, and many in the West have already forgotten the existential war being waged on Ukraine — as if we can’t recognize multiple injustices at the same time. But even among multiple large-scale tragedies, the particularly insidious evil of antisemitism insists we look at the human faces of these recent attacks in a particularly personal way.