This story took place during the Six Day War. Israeli soldiers liberated West Jerusalem.
Our paratroopers are at the Kotel (Wailing Wall). For twenty years the Jews did not have the opportunity to pray here.
A lot of guys can’t hold back their tears.
Among the weeping is a young soldier who grew up on a kibbutz without any trace of a religious upbringing.
For him, the Cauldron is nothing more than an ancient wall.
– Why are you crying? they ask him.
– I’m crying that I can’t cry like my comrades…