I just got this email. I'll pass it on here:

>> An old 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,
>> I am feeling pretty bad 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.
>> If you were here my troubles would be over.
>> I know you would dig the plot for me.
>> Love Dad

>> A few days later he received a letter from his son.
>>
>> Dear Dad,
>> Not for nothing, but don't dig up that garden.
>> That's where I buried the BODIES.
>> 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 Dad,
>> Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now.
>> That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
>> Love Vinnie

Robert