I flew from Orlando to Dulles airport this week on the morning of 9-11. At church the day before we were all given American Flag stickers in the bulletin. There was also a stack on the table by the door, so I grabbed a few extra.
I wore the sticker on my shirt over my heart when I left the house, and anyone who asked about it got one from my little stash. The security screener in Orlando, the gate agent taking my boarding pass, the guy next to me on the plane, and the local manager for my company when I arrived at the office.
One thing I noticed is that when I handed them the Flag, every one of them took it , looked at it and paused. I could see the memories flicker across their faces for a moment. It was very moving, and I'm glad that I had the foresight to grab a few extra. I wish I had 1,000 and handed one to every person I saw that day so they too held the Flag and spent a moment to remember that day.