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,
Dear Vincent,
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.
Love, Dad
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
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.
The next 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 you,
Vinnie
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love you,
Vinnie
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