All the years I was growing up we had an empty chair and place setting at the table for Soviet Jewry, for Syrian Jewry, later for Ron Arad, constant reminders that while we were just "remembering" slavery, there were so many fellow Jews who were still living captivity and oppression, always made me think of smashing the glass at the hupa, there is so much pain and trauma in our people's collective experience and memory, it's even part of our most joyous celebrations. That feeling is magnified a million times this year.