For some time now, many of us have been aware that the words we write in cyberspace and the messages we transmit on our phones may be monitored by Someone. I won’t go into a long soliloquy about the loss of our privacy or the abuses this loss can generate. Instead, I’ll share with you the following story to hopefully help start your weekend with a smile. Be well!
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, Vincenzo, who used to help him, was in prison.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.Dear Vincenzo,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won’t be
able to plant my tomato garden this year. I am 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 garden for me.
Love, PapaA few days later he received a letter from his son.
I’d do anything for you Papa, except dig up that garden.
That’s where I buried the bodies.
Love, VinnieAt 4 am the next morning, FBI and local police arrived and dug up the
entire area without finding any bodies.
They apologized to the old man and left.
The same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could
do under the circumstances.