Joke - Heaven's Softball

Heaven's Softball


Two 90-year-old women, Rose and Barb, had been
friends all of their lives. When it was clear that Rose
was dying, Barb visited her every day.

One day Barb said, "Rose, we both loved playing

women's softball all our lives, and we played all

through High School. Please do me one favor...

when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let

me know if there's women's softball there."

Rose looked up at Barb from her death bed and said,

"Barb, you've been my best friend for many years.

If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you."

Shortly after that, Rose passed on.

At midnight the following Friday, Barb

was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash

of white light and a voice calling out to her, ''Barb, Barb."

"Who is it?" asked Barb, sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"

"Barb - it's me, Rose."

"You're not Rose. Rose just died."

"I'm telling you, it's me... Rose," insisted the voice.

"Rose! Where are you?"

''In Heaven," replied Rose. "I have some really
good news and a little bad news.'

"Tell me the good news first," said Barb.

"The good news," Rose said, "is that there's
softball in Heaven. Better yet, all of our old
buddies who died before us are here, too.
Better than that, we're all young again!"

"Better still, it's always springtime, and it never
rains or snows. And best of all, we can play
softball all we want, and we never get tired."

"That's fantastic!" said Barb. "It's beyond my
wildest dreams! So what's the bad news?"

"You're pitching Tuesday."