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Boss Tom
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« on: March 12, 2014, 07:48:42 PM »

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
 so the service was to be at the pauper's cemetery in the
 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
 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 theirlunches and began to gather
 around, I played
 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...It's a man thing.


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