Always remember those who serve

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy

entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water

in front of him. "How much is an ice cream sundae?" "Fifty cents," replied

the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a

number of coins in it. "How much is a dish of plain ice cream?" he inquired.

Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit

impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she said brusquely. The little boy again

counted the coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress

brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy

finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed. When the waitress

came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at

what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels

and five pennies - her tip.