Read this as you wish.
The first time I flew on a plane after September 11, 2001, we were sitting on the tarmac, all of the passengers were trying to get settled but there was still an air of uneasiness on the plane. I fall asleep easily on planes, sometimes before the flight even leaves the ground. Because of this, I usually sit in a window seat since I lean to the right when sleeping and this prevents uncomfortable situations with me falling asleep on the shoulders of nearby passengers.
While we were waiting to taxi towards our runway, flight attendants started quietly asking some passengers to switch seats. It took me a moment to realize what they were doing, and then when they got to me and asked me if I could switch seats with the person on the aisle in my row, I got it.
They were putting younger men on the aisles. They hoped that if something happened in the air, we would do something. I hope I would.
I remember that moment, whenever I fly. I think about what I would do. I hope I would do something. I hope you would too.