I meant to post these two post that I did on Wednesday.
Had a senior's moment.
Happen to the best of us.



A Homeless Man's funeral . . .
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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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