The ball fields for this week’s softball tournament are near a military base.  Two fighter jets flew by and we all looked up.  One of the Dad’s smiled and said, “I like to hear that.  That’s the sound of freedom.”

Since I don’t have much time before I have to be back on the road to catch the final softball game of the evening, I decided to simply post a question.

What is the sound of freedom for you?

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