This story of a bagpiper playing at a homeless man's funeral was shared on my Facebook page. I don't know if it's real or not, but I know it'll make you laugh.

'As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked 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. 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.

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.'

I laughed out loud in the middle of a meeting when I read this.  Too cute!