Post by oldhoyt on Mar 29, 2021 9:30:21 GMT -5
Recently a bag pipe player 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. The piper was not familiar with the backwoods, got lost and being a typical man, didn't stop to ask for directions.
He finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral director had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. He felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. He went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. He didn't know what else to do, so he started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. The piper played out his heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. He played like he'd never played before for this poor, homeless man.
As he played "Amazing Grace", the workers began to weep. They wept, the piper wept. When finished, he packed up his bagpipes and started for his car. Though his head was hung low, his heart was now full. As he opened the door to his car, he heard one of the workers say, "Mister, I've got to tell you, I never seen anything like that before, and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Apparently, the piper is still lost....it's a man thing.
He finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral director had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. He felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. He went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. He didn't know what else to do, so he started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. The piper played out his heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. He played like he'd never played before for this poor, homeless man.
As he played "Amazing Grace", the workers began to weep. They wept, the piper wept. When finished, he packed up his bagpipes and started for his car. Though his head was hung low, his heart was now full. As he opened the door to his car, he heard one of the workers say, "Mister, I've got to tell you, I never seen anything like that before, and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Apparently, the piper is still lost....it's a man thing.
