It happened at a cemetery...

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Looking for family-tree information, my husband and I and our children were walking through a cemetery in our town. My husband and I were discussing the large number of children who died in the early 20th century. We discussed the probability of the different causes such as the flu epidemic or other illnesses.

Our four-year-old son, Jarod, was apparently listening. Because as we passed one headstone with a beautiful picture of the Last Supper engraved on it, he stopped.

He studied the picture for a few moments, then looked up at us. "I know how this child died," Jarod said seriously.
"How?" we asked.

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"Eating in a restaurant," he replied.

(True story.)

--Marcy Jackson; "As Kids See It"; Reader's Digest [Aust. ed.]; October 2007 



:-( -> :-| -> :-)

DL 

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"God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, the wisdom to know the difference... and the sense of humor when I don't know the difference."

--Joel Goodman adding to Reinhold Niebuhr