A verse from the soul-stirring chapter in Tehillim/ Psalms (137) “If I forget you O Jerusalem, let my right hand wither” written on the backdrop of the Western Wall. Like a hand that has forgotten it’s skill, like a tongue that is stuck to the palate, a Jew without Jerusalem is never fully complete. May Jerusalem be forever engraved on your heart, etched on your soul and have a place in your home!