In February 2017, after I retired, I made a trip to Israel. I had a hotel room in Tel Aviv, along Kaufmann Street, facing the Mediterranean. I toured the city, visiting the IDF Museum, the Rabin Museum, the Palmach museum, and hung out at the cafes at Jaffa Station. I took a bus to Jerusalem and arrived at the Kotel. I washed my hands, and scribbled a note to put in the crevice of the Kotel, as per the tradition. I had no idea what to pray, so Ijust placed my hands on the Kotel-that was my prayer. I look forward to the next time I go there.