If you had looked at the QJL for the past two weeks, you would have had no idea that I was on vacation since I had written two columns in advance. Now that I have returned, it feels, as the phrase goes, “Same story, different day.” For one week, I will not address the madness in our country. Instead, I will share about the trip I took with my wife, Beth, to Israel. This was the first time since the year we were married that we have gone to Israel together. The impetus for the trip was that my first cousin’s son was getting married.