The bagpiper

[Rick-a-Roo]

Yeah...it's been around before, but I still think it's funny.

Time is like a river. You cannot touch the water twice, because the flow that
has passed will never pass again. Enjoy every moment of life.

As a bagpiper, I play many 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 Potter County,
northeast Pennsylvania’s 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 finished, I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my
head was hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I
heard one of the workers say, "I never seen anything like that before, and
I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."


Apparently, I'm still lost....it's a man thing.

And...again, yeah...it's on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxzZ9VgvdG4

[libertyrules]

I love a good story.

[44044]

Always a good one...

[aviator]

Good one!