The Piper

[tgiro]

     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 Nova Scotia 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 was hung low, my heart was full.
     As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen anything like that before, and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."

Apparently, I was still lost.

[New Guy]

Got Me

[don watson]

Me too

[merlin]

Never saw that coming, I laughed so much I cried and the wife also laughed till she cried....................

Thanks made the start of the day wonderful.............................

 

Merlin......................

[Scrolling Steve]

That is funny !......Love it !

[Dan]

You got me to. That's the best I've heard in a long time. 

[amazingkevin]

14 hours ago, tgiro said:

     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 Nova Scotia 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 was hung low, my heart was full.
     As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen anything like that before, and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."

Apparently, I was still lost.

Bahahaha!

[Dan]

I read it again and it's still funny! 

[Lucky2]

To funny, it really messes with a person's emotions.

Len

[Rockytime]

I seldom cry. But that was so bad it brought tears to my eyes. 

[wombatie]

Oh that was the best for the year.  Loved it and I still have a smile on my face.   

Marg