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It's a Man Thing!

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MotownGal Report 2 Apr 2014 19:53

:-D :-D :-D Bob!

Dry yer eyes mate!


Bobtanian Report 1 Apr 2014 23:44

watery eyes............its the way that you tellum...........


MotownGal Report 1 Apr 2014 20:43

I'm fine Island. Auntie P. is still going strong too.

~~~~~~~~ to Ann.


Island Report 1 Apr 2014 20:38

Hi MtG, all's well with me and he thanks for asking. I trust you are well too?



AnnCardiff Report 1 Apr 2014 20:35

:-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D


MotownGal Report 1 Apr 2014 20:27

Hello Island how are you? I do miss looking up into the canopy and seeing you parading along the Village. Hope all is well.



Island Report 1 Apr 2014 20:25

Definitely a man thang :-D :-D :-D


MotownGal Report 1 Apr 2014 20:20

Time is like a river.

You cannot touch the same water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again.

Enjoy every moment of life.

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 Yorkshire Dales.

As I was not familiar with the hills and dales, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.

I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral directors 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 nothing like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."

Apparently I'm still's a man thing.

:-0 :-0 :-0