> ONE SUNDAY MORNING, THE PRIEST NOTICED LITTLE ALEX STANDING IN THE FOYER OF THE CHURCH STARING UP AT A LARGE PLAQUE. IT WAS COVERED WITH NAMES WITH SMALL U.S.A. FLAGS MOUNTED ON EITHER SIDE OF IT. > > > > THE SIX YEAR OLD HAD BEEN STARING AT THE PLAQUE FOR SOME TIME, SO THE PRIEST WALKED UP, STOOD BESIDE THE LITTLE BOY, AND SAID QUIETLY, "GOOD MORNING ALEX." > > "GOOD MORNING FATHER," HE REPLIED, STILL FOCUSED ON THE PLAQUE. "FATHER, WHAT IS THIS?" HE ASKED THE PRIEST. > > THE PRIEST 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?"