Pamela
04-07-2007, 01:20 PM
Two 90 year old men, Moe and Joe, have been friends all of their lives.When it's clear that Joe is dying, Moe visits him every day. Oneday Moe says, "Joe, we both loved baseball all our lives, and we playedminor league ball together for so many years.
Please do me one favor,whenyou get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's baseballthere."Joe looks up at Moe from his death bed," Moe, you've been my best friendformany years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you.
Shortly after that, Joe passes on.At midnight a couple of nights later, Moe is awakened from asound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling outtohim,"Moe--Moe.""Who is it?, asks Moe sitting up suddenly.
"Who is it?""Moe--it's me, Joe.""You're not Joe. Joe just died.""I'm telling you, it's me, Joe," insists the voice.""Joe! Where are you?""In heaven", replies Joe. "I have some really good news and alittle bad news.""Tell me the good news first," says Moe."The good news," Joe says," is that there's baseball in heaven.Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before us are here, too.Betterthan that, we're all young again.
Better still, it's always spring time and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play baseball all wewant,and we never get tired.""That's fantastic," says Moe. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what'sthebad news?"You're pitching Tuesday."laugh:
Please do me one favor,whenyou get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's baseballthere."Joe looks up at Moe from his death bed," Moe, you've been my best friendformany years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you.
Shortly after that, Joe passes on.At midnight a couple of nights later, Moe is awakened from asound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling outtohim,"Moe--Moe.""Who is it?, asks Moe sitting up suddenly.
"Who is it?""Moe--it's me, Joe.""You're not Joe. Joe just died.""I'm telling you, it's me, Joe," insists the voice.""Joe! Where are you?""In heaven", replies Joe. "I have some really good news and alittle bad news.""Tell me the good news first," says Moe."The good news," Joe says," is that there's baseball in heaven.Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before us are here, too.Betterthan that, we're all young again.
Better still, it's always spring time and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play baseball all wewant,and we never get tired.""That's fantastic," says Moe. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what'sthebad news?"You're pitching Tuesday."laugh: