Bamby
New member
As a young piper, I was asked by a funeral director to
play at a grave-side service for a homeless man, with no family or friends.
The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the country,
and this man would be the first to be laid to rest there.
As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost; and
being a typical man did not stop for directions. I finally arrived an
hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew, who were eating lunch,
but the hearse was nowhere in sight.
I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the
side of the open grave, where I saw the vault lid already in place.
I assured the workers I would not hold them up for long, but this
was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still
eating their lunch. I played out my heart and soul
As I played the workers began to weep. I played, and I played, like I'd never played
before: From My Home & The Lord is my Shepherd to Flowers
of the Forest.
I closed the lengthy session with amazing Grace and walked to my car.
As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard
one of the workers saying to another,
'Lard Jeezuz b'y, I never seen nothin' like that before
and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.'
play at a grave-side service for a homeless man, with no family or friends.
The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the country,
and this man would be the first to be laid to rest there.
As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost; and
being a typical man did not stop for directions. I finally arrived an
hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew, who were eating lunch,
but the hearse was nowhere in sight.
I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the
side of the open grave, where I saw the vault lid already in place.
I assured the workers I would not hold them up for long, but this
was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still
eating their lunch. I played out my heart and soul
As I played the workers began to weep. I played, and I played, like I'd never played
before: From My Home & The Lord is my Shepherd to Flowers
of the Forest.
I closed the lengthy session with amazing Grace and walked to my car.
As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard
one of the workers saying to another,
'Lard Jeezuz b'y, I never seen nothin' like that before
and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.'