he apologized to the workers for his tardiness and stepped to the side of the open grave where he saw the vault lid already in place.

he assured the workers that he would not hold them up for long, but this was the proper thing to do. the workers gathered around, still eating their lunch, while the bagpiper played out his heart and soul. as he played, the workers began to weep. he played and played, like he'd never played before..... from going home and the lord is my shepherd to flowers of the forest. he closed the lengthy session with amazing grace and walked to his car. 

as he was opening the car door and taking off his coat, he overheard one of the workers saying to another, "sweet jeezuz, mary'n joseph, i never seen nothin' like that before - and i've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."