Discussion in 'The Pump House Saloon' started by Shooter45, Jul 19, 2010.

  1. Shooter45

    Shooter45 *Administrator* Staff Member Supporting Member

    Feb 9, 2001
    Here at TFF

    As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a
    grave side service for a homeless man.
    He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery
    in the Kentucky 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, "I never seen nothin'
    like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.
  2. Eddie N

    Eddie N New Member

    Apr 23, 2009

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