although the colors of an Idaho fall are nothing compared to that in New York, i did manage to wander off the beaten path and find some color after all.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Elder Receveur
The BYU-Idaho Bag Piper.
every sunday i've been here in Rexburg, Idaho, i've been serenaded by the sweet echoes of bagpipes. at least two hours every sunday, hymns, scottish folk tunes, and irish melodies ring through the campus. curious as to where they were coming from, i asked my sister, Erika, where they came from. she said that there was a boy who played every sunday underneath the stadium. so!.... today!.... after two (almost three) months of being here, i finally grabbed my camera and marched down the stairs, across the street, through the stadium gates, and underneath the bleachers, where i found him. pacing back and forth 20 yards or so in each direction, with no music, playing his bag pipe... i introduced myself and asked for a picture. i felt as if i were meeting a celebrity! he was the coolest person i've ever had a conversation with. he informed me that he had been playing for a year and a half, and that he had served his mission in Scotland from 2008-2010. ever since he was a small boy, he had been infatuated with the idea of playing the bag pipes, his grandfather had bought his some for the christmas before his mission, so he was enable to learn until he returned home. he was so very flattered and honored that i had visited him... apparently he never gets visitors.... which is still mind boggling to me, because he is amazing!!! SO! i introduce to the world..... ANDY! the BYU-Idaho Bag Piper. (:
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