For the sake of sharing a story fragment...
I wrote a "Daria" fanfic story called "Daria: Nine-Eleven and Counting." Those of you who have read the story will understand immediately the significance of the following event.
Last weekend, I was traveling with my immediate family to see my stepdaughter in another state. In an airport, I was sitting and waiting with my family for our flight to leave when I saw a young woman drop her boarding pass. She walked off before I could get her attention. I picked up her boarding pass and was walking over to the nearest airline counter, for the staff to find out who she was and call her to come get her pass, when I remembered "Nine-Eleven and Counting."
The young lady came when called over the speakers, got her pass, and left happy. No planes crashed that night. I went to sleep very, very relieved.