On a somewhat related note, on Sunday I was driving back to Cow Hampshire with my 11 year old son. While in Connecticut, we passed a convoy of military vehicles travelling in the same direction. He said he was "concerned" about seeing the vehicles, as he didn't know if there was a base nearby.
I almost wanted to hit the ejector seat button. But I didn't. About a half hour later, we passed a base, and he then said he was no longer concerned.
Long story short, my son is a damn snowflake.
