;-) An elderly millionaire was on his deathbed. He summoned the three men to whom he had grown closest in his last few months; his doctor, his lawyer, and his minister. When they were gathered around, he confided: “Gentlemen, it’s been said that you cannot take it with you. Well, I’m going to try and find out for myself!. In my will, I’ve bequeathed various of my material possessions to my descendants, but the bulk of my bank accounts is here by my bedside, in cash.”
“I want you three to divide it up into three envelopes, and keep one envelope each. At my funeral, I want each of you to throw his envelope into my casket with me.” With somber faces, the doctor, the lawyer and the minister each agree to grant the millionaire’s last wish. Minutes later, the old fellow breathes his last, and the necessary arrangements are made.
It was a fine eulogy. As the gathered mourners pass the casket, the old man’s three closest confidants each toss in the envelope with which he had been entrusted.
Afterward, as the casket is being lowered into the grave, and the mourners are talking among themselves, the trio stands together silently. Then the doctor speaks. “Father, I have a confession to make. When I tossed in the envelope that the old man had given me, $50,000 was missing. I kept it to finance my free children’s clinic. Do you think the Lord will understand?”
The minister replies: “Hopefully, He will be that gracious, or surely I’ll roast in Hell along with you. My own envelope was short by twice that amount, but now, starving children overseas will be eating well. May the Good Lord forgive us both.”
The two hang their heads, lost in thought, but the lawyer is stunned. “Gentlemen, I cannot believe what I am hearing! A man of medicine and a man of the cloth have stolen from a dead man who could not defend himself? After he trusted you?”
The lawyer draws himself up to his full height, puffing out his chest in indignation. “I’ll have you know that I personally threw in a check for the full amount!”
