One Sunday morning the pastor noticed little Alex standing in the foyer of
the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names with
small American flags 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 little boy, and said quietly, "Good
morning, Alex".

"Good morning, pastor." The boy replied, still focused on the plaque. "Sir,
what is this?" he asked the pastor.

The pastor replied, "Well, son, it's a memorial to all the young men and
women who died in the service."

Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque. Finally,
little Alex's voice, barely audible, and trembling with fear, asked, "Which
service, the 9:45 or the 11:15