I was at a Celtic event one sunny Memorial Day when I heard a lone highland piper playing a mornful tune. I stopped and listened raptly until it was completed, trying to place the name of the melody. As the piper was finishing to great applause, I realized that it was the tune to a song I had written many years before. The piper had learned it from another celtic performer and had no idea that I had written it. It was very cool.

Mike