Every year spring enticed me with visions of succulent harvests.
Yet the Army seemed to have no sympathy for my gardening attempts.
Each year I planted my garden, but by the time it broke ground I
Then I received word that I was to be transferred to Fort Huachuca,
Ariz. Away from family, friends and familiar surroundings, I felt
as desolate as the desert scenery. But when I entered my quarters,
I discovered that the entire 22-foot length of one wall was floor-
to-ceiling glass perfect for a greenhouse. Taped to one corner was
this note from the former occupant:
“Outside this window are nine scraggly plants. Right now they look
like weeds, but soon they will be full of tomatoes. Since I can’t
be here to care for them, I’m hoping you might do it.
Enjoy the tomatoes for me!”
-from “Humor In Uniform” by Annette P. Smith
A day without laughter is a day wasted.