Rose and Barb

[Rocketman]

Rose and Barb

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 deathbed
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.

A few nights later, 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.'