I Always Hated Bikers But Today I Have to Play Piano at Funeral of Old Biker Who Died Alone
The old biker died completely alone, and I was paid $50 to play piano at his empty funeral with zero mourners in attendance. The funeral director had called me last minute, embarrassed that not a single person had shown up for Walter “Ghost” McKenna – no family, no friends, nobody to witness the end of…









