An old Italian lived alone in New Jersey . He wanted to plant his annual
tomato garden, but it was very difficult 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 sad 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, like in the
old days. Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Papa, Don't dig up that garden. That's where the bodies
are buried. 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 Papa, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the
best I could do under the circumstances.
Love you, Vinnie
