We've all had to deal with the challenge of first cousin marriages, etc., but here's a bit of genealogy humor that really drives the point home... Many, many years ago when I was thirty-three, I got married to a widow who was pretty as could be. This widow had a grown-up daughter Who had lovely hair of red. My father fell in love with her, And soon the two were wed. This made my dad my son-in-law And changed my entire life. My daughter was my mother, For she was my father's wife. To complicate the matters worse, Although it brought me joy, I soon became the father Of a bouncing baby boy. My little baby then became A brother-in-law to dad. And so became my uncle, Though it made me very sad. For if he was my uncle, Then that also made him brother To the widow's grown-up daughter Who, of course, was my step-mother. Father's wife then had a son Who kept them on the run. And he became my grandson, For he was my daughter's son. My wife is now my mother's mother And that makes me very blue. Because, although she is my wife, She's my grandmother too! If my wife is my grandmother, Then I am her grandchild. And every time I think of that, It simply drives me wild. For now I have become The strangest case you ever saw. As the husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa. Hope everyone has a great Holiday Season!! Gene Ray