An elderly Italian man living alone in New Jersey wanted to plant his annual tomato garden,

but it had become challenging work, as the ground was harder this year. On top of it, his only son Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described what he felt: Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad. 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. If only you were here, my troubles would be over... I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, just as you used to 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 all the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area, not finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day, the old man received another letter from his son:
Dear Pop, I believe you can go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances. Love, Vinnie.