The Lost Bagpiper

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  1. HAMel

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    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 Kentucky
    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....
     

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