Thursday, April 21st, 2011 at 8:57 am . By Dr Joy .

We got an emancipation day fell on April 15th day this year, so everyone gets an extra weekend to do taxes. Most of the time when people are expecting a refund, they get their taxes done as soon as the New Year comes in. John’s taxes were done and my producer Cal has procrastinated. He mentioned that he’d be rushing to his “legit” “non-family” accountant right after work. I stressed “legit” because John mentioned that he had a friend whose father acted as his accountant and forgot to file for his son for three years. Three years?… Hope to see you on the visting floor at Leavenworth dad.

In honor of this stressful time of year and all the tax procrastinators, I thought I’d lighten the mood a bit with an email I received before my program.

A bagpiper, was asked by a funeral director to play at a grave-side service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the Kentucky back-country. As he was not familiar with the backwoods, the bagpiper got lost; and being a typical man he didn’t stop for directions. He 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. He felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. He went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. He didn’t know what else to do, so he started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. He played his heart and soul out for this man with no family and friends. He played amazing grace like he’d never played before! The workers began to weep. They wept, he wept, they all wept together. When he finished he packed up his bagpipes and started for his car. Though his head hung low, his heart was full. As he was opening the door to his car, he heard one of the workers say, “Sweet Mother of Jesus, I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for over twenty years.”

Guess he’s still lost. Happy Tax day guys and gals!