While crossing =
the US-Mexican border on a bicycle, a man was stopped by the guard who =
asked for his identification, then pointed to a large sack the man =
carried on the back of the bike.
in the bag?", asked the guard.
sand," said the cyclist.
already have plenty of that in Arizona. Get it off the bike and we’ll =
take a look," said the guard.
cyclist did as he was told, emptied the bag on the concrete, and proving =
it contained nothing but sand, reloaded the bag and continued across the =
A week =
later, the same thing happened. Again, the guard demanded to see the bag =
. . which again contained nothing but sand.
This went on =
every week for six months, until one day the cyclist with the sand bags =
failed to appear.
A few =
weeks later, the guard happened to see the cyclist in downtown Yuma. =
"Hola, friend, you sure had us going crazy", said the Border =
Patrol Agent. "We knew you were smuggling something across =
the border but we could never figure it =
Then he asked, =
“I won’t say a word – but what is it you were =
Dr Bob Griffin =
Knows Me, This I Love!"