I saw the following letter in the paper yesterday:
At the American Museum of Natural History, I was charmed to see how even the youngest visitors were happy to cooperate with new, tightened procedures at security checkpoints.
Waiting in line to be cleared at the pavilion entrance was a very serious young lady of perhaps 3 or 4 years old, all dressed up for a day of visiting the butterflies and the dinosaurs.
Accompanied by her nanny, she carried by its chain a shiny little pocketbook about the size of a playing card.
When her turn came, she stepped up and solemnly handed this to the security guard. He hesitated, and then bent down and opened the tiny bag. Making a show of searching it, he handed it back, thanked her and told her she was cleared to come in.
The sight of her, walking off down the corridor with the pocketbook in her hand, put a very human face on how quickly we [Americans] adapt and move on in our new world.