Wednesday, August 31, 2005
No guns, just a son's love
An old man lived alone in Minnesota. He wanted to dig his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his predicament:
"Dear son, I am feeling pretty bad, because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time.
I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
"If you are here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me if you weren't in prison. Love, Dad"
Shortly, the old man received this telegram: "For heaven’s sake, dad, don't dig up the garden! That's where I buried the guns!"
At 4am the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.
Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asking him what to do next.
His son's reply was: "Plant your potatoes, dad. It's the best I can do for you at this time."
Spotted by Liang Kaixin.
10:40 PM
