THEORY OF RELATIVITY….
July 19th, 2005
Many, many years ago when I was twenty-three, I got married
to a widow who was pretty as could be. This widow had a
grown-up daughter who had 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 very 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 stepmother. 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 it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife, she’s my grandma too. If my
wife is my grandmother, then I am her grandchild. And every
time I think of it, 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!!