An old Mobster lived alone in NJ and wanted to plant is annual Vegetable Garden,

but the ground was so hard and difficult to work.

His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison.

The old man wrote a letter to him:

Dear Vincent:

I am sad because I can't plant my vegetable garden this year.

I'm too old to be digging up my Garden plot.

If you were here I know my troubles would be over.

I know you would be happy to cultivate it all for me. Love, Papa.

A few days later he received this letter:

DEAR PAPA,

DON'T DIG UP THE GARDEN!

THAT'S WHERE THE BODIES ARE BURIED!

Love, Vinnie

At about 4 am the next morning,

122 FBI agents and

47 local Police arrived:

digging up the entire garden without finding a single body...!

They apologized to the old man and left.

That same day, he received another letter from his son:

"Dear Papa,

Go ahead, you can now plant all the vegetables.

That's the best I could do under the circumstances...

Love, Vinnie"