Montana Jones

A true story

So there was this old guy that lived in Whitefish named George. And George would go on walks all the time and all the neighbors knew him and would wave and say "hi George" to him. One day a couple in his neighborhood realized that they hadn't seen George for a few days and so they went to his house to check on him. When they knocked on the door there was no answer but the door was open and they went in and looked. Sure enough there was George, dead in his chair.

So they called the sheriff and the coroner came and George was taken care of. A few days before the funeral the neighbor couldn't find his glasses. He searched his house and his car and everywhere and his glasses could not be found. They were just lost. Later at George's funeral the neighbors arrived and viewed George in his open casket. When they saw George lying there the husband whispered to the wife "George is wearing my glasses!"

Rather than make a scene the neighbor allowed George to wear his glasses to the grave.

Posted by: Montana Jones / 7:24 AM