One Sunday morning, the rector noticed little Donny standing in the narthex of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it.The seven-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the rector walked up, stood beside the little boy.. and said quietly, “Good morning Donny.” “Good morning Father” he replied, still focused intently on the plaque. “Father, what is this?” The rector said, “Well Donny, 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 Donny's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked,
“Which service, the 9am or the 11?”
Ah! The innocense of children!
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