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Ebad, a distinguished gentleman from the midwest, sent this one...

One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed young 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. What is this?" asked young Alex.

The pastor said, "Well, son, it's a memorial plaque to all the young men and women of our Congregation who died in the Service."

Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque.

Finally, young Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear, asked, "Which service, the 8:30 or the 10:45?"
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