When I found out that a number of my posts were buried away in the archives rather than published in order, the first word that came out of my mouth was Humph!!! I decided I would reincarnate some of my old posts in a regular weekly series and I’d call it Humph! Day.  What better day of the week should I have Humph! Day?  Wednesday, of course.


A Son’s Revenge

Bill has a cousin who lives in New York City.  Andy is a college professor and quite the character!  We don’t see him often, but we do see him when there is a significant family get-together.

On Aunt Ida’s 80th birthday the entire family gathered at Goose Rocks Beach on the coast of Maine.  We stayed at this awesome inn and had a great time the first night reminiscing with the family.

The next morning we awoke to the sound of bagpipes.  It was an eerie sound coming from the beach.  Eerie, but beautiful.  Come to find out it was cousin Andy playing the pipes!  It was a unique and wonderful way to start the day.

Being relatively new to the family, I was curious how Andy had chosen the bagpipes out of all of the instruments he could have played.  Come to find out, Bill’s Uncle Joe had insisted that his son take up an instrument.  Bill comes from a musical family: his father played trumpet in a local band, his brother plays drums with local artists and every one of his aunts and uncles played one instrument or another.  Uncle Joe wasn’t about to have his son break the tradition.

Andy wasn’t having any of it.  His father suggested one instrument after another and Andy remained steadfast.  He wasn’t about to play an instrument just because his father wanted him to.  Uncle Joe told Andy he had to play an instrument and that was that!  So one day Andy brought home his bagpipes.  He figured if he was going to forced into playing something then his father was going to suffer the consequences.  There are few things in this world more annoying than hearing the first sounds from a new bagpipe player, especially in a small New York apartment!

In the end, it worked out rather well.  Come to find out, Andy liked the bagpipes and became a proficient player.  He plays every year in New York City’s St. Patrick’s Day parade.

16 thoughts on “Humph! Day #18 A Son’s Revenge

  1. I love the bagpipes. Ta my old university, a solitary bagpipe player would come out on the mall each evening and play. It was incredibly haunting, evocative music. I also love the Irish cousin to the bagpipes, the Uilleann pipes. They are put to great effect in this song by the immortal Irish group Planxty: https://youtu.be/v5nseqixOII

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      1. Oh lordy! Meet Mr. Puglisi, the Italian American who is a n honorary Jew. Me! Right here! I’m an honorary Jew for a lot of things. I’ve been privy to a lot of Jewish ceremonies, very special. This guy could have been a friend of mine. I can play the clarinet, Don’t you just wonder if I could do some Klezmer?

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        1. I too have spent a lot of time celebrating Jewish traditions and my ancestry is about as British as they come. Hehe, Bill’s cousin is a professional musician and he plays sax and clarinet. He does Klezmer sometimes, even though his primary focus is jazz. I never got into it, but I’d love to see what you’d do with it! 🙂

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