Pink Ping Pong Ball

A little boy named Marty was born one day to a wealthy family. On Marty's second birthday, his mom asked Marty what he wanted for his birthday. Marty said, "I want a pink ping pong ball!" Mom was confused why Marty wanted pink ping pong balls but agreed to buy them for her son's sake.

Fast forward to Marty's 12^th birthday. Marty was treated to a surprise birthday party that he did not know about. He got cake and presents but was not satisfied. Marty's dad walked up to him and said, "Marty, it doesn't seem like you want any of your presents. What would you like for your birthday?" Marty said, "I want a pink ping pong ball!" Dad thought this was just a phase that he is going through and agrees to buy such a weird item for his son's birthday.

Fast forward to Marty's graduation day. Marty was dressed all nice and his parents were taking photos of him. His parents wanted to get Marty anything he wanted, no matter the price. Marty looked at them and said, "I want a pink ping pong ball!" Both parents looked at each other and agreed since it was such a special day. In their minds, however, they were wondering what Marty is doing with these ping pong balls.

Fast forward to Marty's wedding day. Marty is in his tuxedo with his newly wedded wife next to him. He sees his parents and his teenage brother grabbing some food. They see Marty and walk over to him. Marty's brother said, "Congrats bro! For this special day, I will get you anything you want that is reasonable for me to afford. Quickly, Marty said, "I want a pink ping pong ball!" The brother was shocked and sort of weirded out by this request. Without complaint, he agrees.

Fast forward about 50 years later. Marty is on his hospital bed where the doctors say he is not going to make it. Marty is barely awake and his grandson is by his side. The grandson is crying and wants to ask a question to Marty. He says, "Grandpa Marty, can you answer this one question that I have been meaning to ask you for years? Why did you always ask for a pink ping pong ball for a gift?" Marty looks at him and says, "Well my boy, it is because..." And then he dies.