For Independence Day we went to visit the Great Synagogue that is finally being restored.  It’s been ugly for so long, its beauty defaced, on a street closed for renewal.  It was an amazing feeling to see the synagogue whose decline we’ve following for ages returning to its original function. I think it gives me a feeling that the country too can be restored to the place it was when Ezi’s grandfather built that dome in 1925.  The values were never completely pure, but they had a dream.