My Mother had requested that "the Pipes be Played" at her funeral.
I found the man for the job with "Rockinpiper".
It was a small service in the hills of Ohio, at a Chapel that's been standing almost 200 years. The event was not publicized other than by family and friends.
As the pipes began to echo through the hills those not in the know, knew then, the old woman was gone.
I, as her son, received several calls expressing their sympathy, with compliments to the Pipes.
Thanks Matt, for a job well done.
Hired as: Bagpiper
Response from RockinPiper:
Thank you, Jeff. It was an almost magical feeling driving through the hills to get to that beautiful little chapel. Everything fell into place nicely. I felt very welcomed by you and your family and felt humbled and honored to be a part of the service.