A Mailing From Heaven

Some guys just can’t let go. Chet Fitch passed away in October at the age of 88. Thirty four of Mr. Fitch’s friends received their Christmas cards from their joking friend last week.

Fitch was known for his sense of humour. His friends were able to remember their friend with his last Christmas card this week with the return address of “Heaven.”

“I asked Big Guy if I could sneak back and send some cards. At first he said no; but at my insistence he finally said, ‘Oh well, what the heaven, go ahead but don’t (tarry) there.’ Wish I could tell you about things here but words cannot explain.

“Better get back as Big Guy said he stretched a point to let me in the first time, so I had better not press my luck. I’ll probably be seeing you (some sooner than you think). Wishing you a very Merry Christmas. Chet Fitch”

For the past two decades Fitch and his barber Patty Dean worked on the joke. Mr. Fitch kept updating his mailing list and adding additional postage as the rates went up. This fall as she cut his hair he let her know that he thought this would be the year for her to send out the cards.

“You must be getting tired of waiting to mail those cards,” he told her. “I think you’ll probably be able to mail them this year.”

The next week he died. Heaven must be smiling a bit more with F

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