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icebob

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As a Bagpiper, I play many funeral gigs. Recently I was asked by a

 

Funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no

 

Family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the

 

Back-country.

 

As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost; and being a typical

 

Man I didn't stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late and saw

 

The funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There

 

Were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt

 

Badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave

 

And looked down and the vault lid was already in place.

 

I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play. The workers put down

 

Their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul

 

For this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played

 

Before for this homeless man. And as I played "Amazing Grace," the workers began

 

To weep. They wept, I wept... We all wept together. When I finished, I

 

Packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.

 

Though my head hung low, my heart was full. As I was opening the door to

 

My car, I heard one of the workers say, "Sweet Mother, I ain't never seen

 

Nothin like that before and I've been puttin' in septic tanks for twenty years."

 

 

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