"The Italian Tomato Garden
An Italian man 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 father 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 if you were here my troubles would be over. I know 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 Pop,
Don't dig up that garden.
That's where the bodies are buried.
Love, Vinnie
@ 4 a.m the next morning, FBI agents and police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left.
That same day the father received another letter from his son:
Dear Pop,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now,
That's the best I could do under the circumstances!
I love you,
Vinnie"
Yes, in this we see the creative genius of a one who has much humor, and uses his circumstances to bring about a wanted desire by another, and yet, using only his words, change is manifested.
You, if you really stopped squandering your resources on reluctance and denial, even you could do such a wonder for another, but 1st., you'll have to accept the fact that circumstances do not dictate outcome(s).
Words dictate, and in that way, your efforts are increased;
genesis 1:14
About Me
- Edward Thomas
- More than just a Man, but also, a human being as well; Me, I'm just as often found @ the center of the struggle, but never as someones absent minded follower. True enough, I love my Mother, and though I'm eager to be perfect, I actually prefer to be nice, than have my own way! When asked, my closest friends would say that I am often in the company of the wind: The Wind(a dear friend of mine since birth) and I are often near and around you, and though, we're not always seen or felt near you, it's always better understood within you. Odd I know, but true nonetheless. True, not unlike the truth contained withing the thought of me flying would appear, but then again, when the wind wills, well, often I've awoken in strange places and had to patiently await his return, so as to get back home again. Luckily, he never lingers long, for it's hard enough explaining my discernment (of)to people. Imagine the after shock of a early morning phone call from Cleveland???
