Planting The Tomatoes
An old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his
tomato garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His
only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant
my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up
a garden plot. If you were here, my troubles would be over. I know you
would dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad.
A few days later, he received a letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the BODIES.
Love, Vinnie.
At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and
dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to
the old man and left. That same day the old man received another
letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under
the circumstances.
Love, Vinnie.