KiltedKnight's Journal: Today, I had to do something rather difficult.

My friend (mother to my godson) asked me to play at her father's funeral today. I, of course, said that I would. I did warn her, however, that neither she nor her sister would ever be able to listen to "Amazing Grace" on a bagpipe without crying (or at least getting seriously misty) again.

Playing funerals is not an easy job to begin with. Compound that issue with the fact that you knew the person it's for. Yes, I knew her dad too. He'll be sorely missed.

RIP, EBS. I hope I honored you appropriately.