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.
I am feeling pretty badly 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. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be
happy to dig the plot for me.
A week later he received a letter from his son.
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the bodies.
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.
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do
under the circumstances.