They were called the Generation of Candles. Young people from all over the country who gathered on the very spot where he was so cruelly murdered. They were city kids and kibbutzniks, religious and non-religious, politically involved and uninvolved. But they all had one thing in common. The shock and the anger following Israel's first political assassination. The disbelief that something like that could happen here, in our small country. The outrage that political differences could lead to such an unthinkable act of violence, against one leader, against our nation.

They vowed to change the world. They promised to solve political differences through quiet confrontation and civil argument. They agreed that such an act must never repeat itself, no matter how great the gap between their political beliefs may be.

The Candle Generation is now the generation of our future leaders. We hope the light they brought to the plaza will shine on for a long time.