The Bagpiper, this brought a tear to my eye!

[choctaw]

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,



" I never seen nothin' like that before - and I've been putting in septic
tanks for twenty years."

[cliford]

oh wow! thats a good one! how is your wife doing mike?

[Jarrod B]

dude....


: roll1: