One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex was
staring up at the large plaque that hung in the foyer
of the church.

The plaque 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.

"Pastor McGhee, what is this?"

Alex asked. "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 9:00 or the
11:00?"