Late on the night of September 11, 2001, I was lis...

Late on the night of September 11, 2001, I was listening to the unsettling silence and thinking over the horrendous acts of that day. Suddenly, I heard a faint roar in the sky that quickly grew louder and I recognized it as the sound of jets from Whidbey Naval Air Station. That was the most AWESOME sound, the sound of FREEDOM, and I was (and still am) grateful for it.