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Monday, June 17, A.D. 2013
Italian Tomato Garden

This is an old joke, and I do not know its origin, but I enjoy it:

An old Italian lived alone in New Jersey. He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard.

His only son Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent,

I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know that if you were here, my troubles would be over. I know that you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days.

Love,
Papa

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Papa,

Don’t dig up that garden. That’s where the bodies are buried.

Love,
Vinnie

Before dawn the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived 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 Papa,

Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances.

Love you,
Vinnie

Speaking of lovely tomatoes, I am growing the following cultivars this year: Arkansas Traveler, Azoychka, Big Boy, Black Cherry, German Johnson, Matt’s Wild Cherry, Mexican Midget, Neves Azorean Red, Paul Robeson, and Reisentraube. Last year, my list was Big Boy, Caspian Pink, Cherokee Purple, Ponderosa, Purple Russian, and Rutgers. I am making comparisons and figuring out which works best in the yard. Enjoy your summer plantings and harvests!

Posted by Joseph on Monday, June 17, Anno Domini 2013
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