Potato Garden

An old man lived alone. He wanted to spade 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 were 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 4 A.M. the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police
officers showed up and started digging 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 "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad, It's the
best I could do for you from here."


- Moral Of the Story -
NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO
SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART, YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS
NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS