One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex was staring up at the large plaque that
hung in the foyer of the church. It was covered with names, and small American flags were
mounted on either side of it. The seven-year old had been staring at the plaque for some
time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the boy, and said quietly, "Good morning
Alex." "Good morning
pastor,"replied the young man, still focused on the plaque, then he asked,
"Pastor Bollinger, what is this?"
"Well, son, it's a memorial to all the
young men and women who died in the service."
Soberly, they stood together, staring at the large plaque. Little Alex's voice was barely
audible when he asked, "Which service, the 9:45 or the 11:15?
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