ItalianTomatoGarden

[Rneil]

ItalianTomatoGarden

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 Pop,
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 Pop,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the
circumstances.
Love you, Vinnie

[Emery]

Very nice. Kind of follows the one about the hillbilly and getting his wood split by the sherrif dept.