THE BAGPIPER (20)
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patmac: 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 outback country.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
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patmac: 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 outback country.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
you're a piece of work there, Laddie--geeze..............As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
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"Amazing Grace" for a septic tank???? Patmac, you've made my day. 
patmac: 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 outback country.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
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Good thing you didn't play, "Blowing In The Wind"...
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oooppps...
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patmac: 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 outback country.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
But they could tear your Heart out!
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Awww but what a man 
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sassy49senior: Awww but what a man
hey Sassy,good to see you out!
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Conrad73: hey Sassy,good to see you out!
Thank You Conrad
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sassy49senior: Thank You Conrad I sneak in every now and again.
You're welcome!
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patmac: 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 outback country.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
brilliant As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
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sassy49senior: Thank You Conrad I sneak in every now and again.
Oh yes tis is a good thing to have you out here again!
Soph xx
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Story makes me smile everytime I read it!
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patmac: 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 outback country.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.
Best Smile of the day award goes to patmac
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As I was not familiar with the out back, 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 lid was already in place. 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.... it's a man thing.