old Arab lived close to New York City for more than 40 years. One day he
decided that he would love to plant potatoes and herbs in his
garden, but he knew he was alone and too old and weak. His son was
in college in Paris, so the old man sent him an e-mail explaining
the problem:
"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant potatoes in my
garden. I am sure, if only you were here, that you would help me and
dig up the garden for me. I love you, your father."
The
following day, the old man received a response e-mail from his son:
"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. That is where I have
hidden 'the THING.' I love you, too, Ahmed."
At 4pm the FBI and the Rangers visited the house of the old man and
took the whole garden apart, searching every inch. But they couldn't
find anything. Disappointed, they left the house.
The next day, the old man received another e-mail from his son:
"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can
plant your potatoes. That is all I could do for you from here. Your
loving son, Ahmed."
decided that he would love to plant potatoes and herbs in his
garden, but he knew he was alone and too old and weak. His son was
in college in Paris, so the old man sent him an e-mail explaining
the problem:
"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant potatoes in my
garden. I am sure, if only you were here, that you would help me and
dig up the garden for me. I love you, your father."
The
following day, the old man received a response e-mail from his son:
"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. That is where I have
hidden 'the THING.' I love you, too, Ahmed."
At 4pm the FBI and the Rangers visited the house of the old man and
took the whole garden apart, searching every inch. But they couldn't
find anything. Disappointed, they left the house.
The next day, the old man received another e-mail from his son:
"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can
plant your potatoes. That is all I could do for you from here. Your
loving son, Ahmed."
: 
: 
: