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.
My 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 grandmother 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!
1. A lady had a daughter.
2. Her husband died.
3. He married the widow.
4. His father married the daughter.
That's all there is to it. He is now his own grandpa. (One would hope that
the lady and his bio-father both married at a very young age, otherwise the
differences in age between he and his wife and his father and his wife would
fall into impropriety.)
- His wife's daughter is his daughter (not biological) and his mother (step of
course).
- His step-mother's mother is his wife (the widow) and therefore his grandmother
as well (as husband of his step mother's mother.)
- His father's son is his brother (through his father) and his grandson (through
his daughter)