'When funeral directions don't work'
'Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play my pipes 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 man, I didn't stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late....and saw the funeral guy was 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.
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 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.'
'Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play my pipes 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 man, I didn't stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late....and saw the funeral guy was 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.
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 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.'
