It’s A Man Thing…
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 the 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.
Apparently, I’m still lost… It’s a man thing.
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Author: Unknown
Photo Credit: Wikipedia
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