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September 28, 2005

Bagpipes Save The Day

A nurse tries to figure out how to help an Alzheimers' patient:

The new nurse in the Alzheimer's unit noticed a striking picture on the wall of one patient's room. It was a black-and-white photo of him in England during World War II.

"Hey, Ted, what are you doing in a kilt?" asked Sarah Hagen, 27, a licensed practical nurse.

The solution?
Breidenbach lent her his tapes of bagpipe tunes. Her patient obviously loved the music. It soothed him. It lifted his depression. Then Breidenbach paid Wallis a visit. Breidenbach picked up his bagpipes and played "Scotland the Brave." (You probably know it. If you can hum one bagpipe piece other than "Amazing Grace," it's probably "Scotland the Brave.")

Wallis did, and he wept. "They used to pipe us into breakfast with that one," he said, his memory for a moment as sharp as a piper's highest note. Most of the time, Wallis doesn't recognize his family.

Read the whole thing.

Posted by Mitch at September 28, 2005 06:45 AM | TrackBack
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Damn. Great story.

Too bad it's not true because it was published in the, what do you call it? the "Star and Sickle (sp?)

Just kidding...

Thanks for a great upper to start the day.

Posted by: Doug at September 28, 2005 07:16 AM

Bagpipes make me cry too. Not in a good way.

Posted by: angryclown at September 28, 2005 08:58 AM

I guess they left out the fact that Pawlenty and Sviggum wanted to ban bagpipes in metropolitan areas but were folied in their eeeevil plot by Saint Dean. Or how the Macalester pipers were against the war. And we should expect Nicky to pen a column about how bagpipes aren't really Scottish but were stolen from the Irish and he's an Irish revolutionary who cares about families and native Americans and is nobody's monkey who is sardonic about the Vikings.....

All nonsense aside, a good, uplifting article.

Posted by: west side representin at September 28, 2005 09:29 AM

Thanks for passing along such a great article. Because they were played at so many of the funeral processions, bagpipes always make me feel just the way we all felt after 9/11.
One of our church members played at a service soon after 9/11 and then the choir, of which I'm a part, was supposed to sing. We were all in tears so you can imagine how lovely that sounded. There is nothing quite like them to stir the soul.

Posted by: Teena at September 28, 2005 09:40 AM

We have a piper at my church, and so my momentary misreading of Teena's post got me to wondering if we should try to find the piece for bagpipes and choir that she did.

Then, I realized what I was thinking. Can you imagine trying to get your voice back in tune after a long bagpipe introduction? Or what would happen when the pipes came in after a choral interlude? Gleeccch.

Maybe - just maybe - the Bulgarian Womens' Choir could pull it off. But we have no Bulgarian women in our choir so ... it ain't gonna happen.

Posted by: Brian Jones at September 28, 2005 01:31 PM

We had a similar experience with my grandmother. In her case it was old time hymns accompanied by zither. She went back to her childhood and some very happy memories and sometimes she would even recite a funny story from her past.

Thanks for highlighting this story, Mitch.

Posted by: Nordeaster at September 28, 2005 01:45 PM
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