| Author | Message | ||
     Old_man |
As a young bagpiper, I was asked by a funeral director to play at a grave-side service for a homeless man, with no family or friends. The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the country, and this man would be the first to be laid to rest there. As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost and, being a typical man, did not stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew, who were eating lunch, but the hearse was nowhere in sight. I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the side of the open grave, where I saw the vault lid already in place. I assured the workers I would not hold them up for long, but this was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I played out my heart and soul. As I played the workers began to weep. I played, and I played, like I'd never played before: From “My Home” & “The Lord is my Shepherd” to “Flowers of the Forest .” I closed the lengthy session with “Amazing Grace” and walked to my car. As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard one of the workers saying to another,"Jesus’, Mary' n Joseph, I never seen nothing' like that before - and I've been putting' in septic tanks for twenty years." | ||
| Natexlh1000 |
Awesome. | ||
| Gunut75 |
Yes, awesome!!!  | ||
| Dano_12s |
In lite of whats going on in the 'Burgh now.Good read Jack,thanks!BTW,we had a piper at our wedding. | ||
| M2statz |
Nice!! Especially funny if you are a piper!! |
