When a very good friend of mine died (he was a part time firefighter), they played bagpipes at his service. It was absolutely breath-taking. I was, of course, an emotional ball of sobbing jello by that time as both he and my Dad had passed away on the same day, within 20 hours of one another.
ThankQ for memory. Hearing bagpipes makes my hair stand on end. Must be memory from previous lifetime.