Friday, June 17, 2011

Friday Morning Fun

Bagpipes at a Funeral

 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 the Oklahoma 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 opened 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." 

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

1 comment:

My Thots said...

Was totally touched reading this, had tears in my eyes and everything. Then I reached the end and had tears of laughter..too funny! Thanks Jane for the laugh..always enjoy checking in on your blog.