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I'm talking to an older man today, working through some of his grief issues, and he looks up and says, "And this thing in Belgium doesn't help." Solidarity with Brussels What thing in Belgium? It was one of those mornings-- on the phone when I would normally hear the news driving to work. Missed it. The grief patient tells me about the terrorist attack, that it hit the airport, the train. Public trans, soft targets. I don't tell him that I have been in Brussels Airport, that I've slept there, prayed there. A long stop-over, going home from someplace else. It is an odd feeling, knowing that this is a hotbed of anti-Jewish feeling, and that Belgium opened its doors wide to its enemies, welcomed them. They have cots at the airport, and quiet places to think. Memories of a different chapel for each faith, too, along with your typical book and magazine vendors. We buy small toys, candy. There's a crowd at the terminal, attendants in red, things are clean. At th...