This is from my bud Roddy
As a bagpiper, I've played many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. The man had no family or friends and was to be buried at a paupers cemetery in East Texas . Not being familiar with the area, I got lost. I finally arrived an hour late and saw that the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.
Only the digging crew was 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 noticed the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I began to play. The workers put down their lunches and gathered around with me. I played my heart out to this poor homeless man with no friends or family. I played like I never played before.
And as I played 'Amazing Grace', the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, and we all wept together. When I finished, I pack up my pipes and started back to my car with a heavy heart. As I was getting into my car I heard one of the workers remark, "I've never seen anything like that before, and I've been putting in these septic tanks for twenty years."
I sheet you not!
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