An old man lived alone in Minnesota. He wanted to spade up his 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 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 working up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would work up 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 Bodies !"
At 4 A.M., the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up, and dug up the entire garden, without finding anybodies.
Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened.
His son's reply was." Go ahead and plant your garden, Dad. It's the best I could do for you, at this time."
"Greater Is He That Is In You....Then He That Is In The Earth" !