As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral
director to play at a grave side service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery
in South East Oklahoma 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 was 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. 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, "Sweet, I never seen nothin' like that before.... and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.."![]()

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and the final incrediblity of this tale is he played so mournfully the grave diggers FORGOT they were also septic tanks!!!
see it doesnt make any sence... well to an Aussie anyways... why would you mob bury your homeless in a septic tank? thats just really uncool dudes
I mean the poor bloke deserved better!!! For shame!!!
