Today, 9/11, I saw an astonishing sight of remembrance–the Flags of Valor. At the St. Louis Art Museum the broad, steep slope before it was covered with American flags. While we will always think of the 3,000+ lives lost in the 9/11 acts of terrorism, we do not easily remember the military men and women who have lost their lives since then in the war against terror. The 7,000+ flags on Art Hill represent these fallen, increasing in number each year because evil lives quite well in the hearts of too many men. As with military cemeteries, I was heartbroken to see a visual of so much talent and potential cut short. Each flag carried a photo and dog tags. Each flag was a life story. And each time the wind blew, it stirred a song of tragedy played by the clinking tags.