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Showing posts with label #cemetery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #cemetery. Show all posts

Friday, January 2, 2015

BAGPIPES AND FUNERALS







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BAGPIPES AND FUNERALS
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"...I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight..."

  A s 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 Alabama backwoods.

  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."

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For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
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  B egin to see yourself as you were when you were the happiest and strongest you've ever been.

  Begin to remember what worked for you and what worked against you, and try to capture the magic again.

  Begin to remember how natural it was when you were a child, to live a lifetime each day.

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  Tomorrow tells us it will be here every new day of our lives; and if we will be wise, we will turn away from the problems of the past and give the future and ourselves a chance to become the best of friends.

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