PLANTING POTATOES
An old man lived alone in Idaho. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but, it was very hard work. His only son, Bubba, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.
Dear
Bubba,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my
potato garden this year. 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.
Love Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
For heaven's sake, dad, don't dig up that garden, that's where I buried the
BODIES.
Love Bubba
At
4A.M. the next morning, F.B.I. agents and local police showed up 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 potatoes now. That's the best I could do under the
circumstances.
Love Bubba.
Richard D’Andrea Dover
In His
Steps Ministries
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