It was a beautiful morning to be piping at
. While working through my tunes a friend approached me with a request. His father had been given 90 days to live and he wanted a Piper for his funeral. He wanted to video tape me so his father could see me perform. I readily agreed and went through Amazing Grace. Roadrunner Park
Sadly, the appointed day came even sooner than expected. To begin the service I piped Danny Boy in the lobby as everyone was seated. As soon as the service began I left and walked over to the Mausoleum where the interment would be. A short time later the family and mourners arrived at the site and there was a brief additional service.
At the conclusion of the graveside remarks I piped Amazing Grace to each of the four corners, and having finished piping to the East I slowly marched into the East playing Highland Cathedral. The family and mourners departed for the wake, and I and my thoughts left for home. Such days are bitter sweet, drowning in a dark sense of loss and dispair, and then the pipes, breaking the floodgates and releasing the grief.