An hour before our president announce the bombing had started in Afghanistan, I went outside to do some yard work. I heard a jet overhead and smiled. Then I heard another off a litter farther away, when I looked up I caught the glint of the sun on another and I realized what was happening, I knew the bombing had started and the jets were up there making sure nobody headed toward our nuclear generating station or any of the other plum targets around. The feeling is overwhelming when you realize that they are there protecting you, even when you're not aware of them.