Saturday, November 27, 2021|
|Baseball in Heaven |
Date: Sent Tuesday, October 19, 2021
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Two seventy year old men, Moe and Sam, have been friends all their lives. It seems that Sam is dying, so Moe comes to visit him. "Sam," says Moe, "You
know how we have both loved baseball all our lives. Sam, you gotta do me one favor. When you go, somehow you've got to find a way to get a message to
me to tell me if there's baseball in heaven."
Sam looks up at Moe from his deathbed and says, "Moe, you've been my friend many years. This favor I'll try to do for you." And with that Sam passes
It is midnight a couple of nights later. Moe is sound asleep when a distant voice calls out to him, "Moe...Moe..."
"Who is it?" says Moe sitting up suddenly, "Who is it?"
"Moe, it's Sam."
"Come on. You're not Sam. Sam died." said Moe, coming awake.
"I'm telling you," insists the voice. "It's me, Sam!"
"Sam? Is that you? Where are you?" asks Moe.
"I'm in heaven," says Sam, "and I've gotta tell you, I've got some good news and some bad news."
"Tell me the good news first," says Moe.
"The good news is that there is baseball in heaven."
"Really?" says Moe, "That's wonderful! What's the bad news?
"You're pitching Tuesday!"
Received from Alisha Steitz Hamblen.