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 and
small American flags mounted on either side of it. The six-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,' he replied, still focused on the plaque. 'Pastor, what is this? '
The pastor said, '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 8:30 or the 11:00?
I could easily see that coming from the mouth of a six year old.
usnpilot wrote:
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 and
small American flags mounted on either side of it. The six-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,' he replied, still focused on the plaque. 'Pastor, what is this? '
The pastor said, '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 8:30 or the 11:00?
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex... (
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I suppose a few died of boredom, allegorically speaking, of course.
I expected a chuckle. Just didn't see it coming from that direction. Good one.
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