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I’m my own grandpa

Last week a teaching colleague who has a 4-year-old daughter and who is one of my friends on Facebook wrote on my Facebook wall, “Today at lunch, Kirsten said: There’s that man that I love! I was pretty sure that I knew who she meant, but to be sure, I said: which man? She said: The one with the silver hair. :)”

In addition to giving me a good laugh, it totally made my day! Kirsten’s mama further explained to me this morning that little Kirsten says her own hair is “silver,” which made me even happier.

Thinking about silver hair, as I was looking through some stuff in my files, I found a version of a the story “I’m my own grandpa.” I had heard the song once at the Wilds, and I decided to see what I could find out about it before posting it to my blog. It’s really an interesting tale based on a real life story. Not quite as convoluted as that story is something from my own family - my uncle and his uncle (my great-uncle) married sisters. So then my uncle’s sister-in-law was also his aunt, and his uncle was also his brother-in-law. The sisters were not only sisters, but also aunt and niece. (I should probably pass on redneck humor very carefully, considering my own family history!) Anyway, on to the blog post….

I’m My Own Grandpa

An article in a New England newspaper - “A Man His Own Grandfather,” The Fitchburg Sentinel (Fitchburg, Mass.), 30 July 1877 - reported an interesting story about the suicide note of a man named William Harmen:

A man at Titusville, Pa., recently committed suicide in his horror at finding that he was his own grandfather. The way it was thus told in his dying statement: “I married a widow who had a grown-up daughter. My father visited our house very often, fell in love with my step-daughter and married her. So my father became my son-in-law, and my step-daughter my mother, because she was my father’s wife. Sometime afterward my wife had a son; he was my father’s brother-in-law, and my uncle for he was the brother of my stepmother. My father’s wife - i.e., my stepmother - had also a son; he was, of course, my brother, and in the meantime my grandchild, for he was the son of my daughter. My wife was my grandmother, because she was my mother’s mother. I was my wife’s husband and grandchild at the same time. And as the husband of a person’s grandmother is his grandfather, I am my own grandfather.”

An article in Wikipedia, speaking of the song that comes from this story, affirms:

Although the song continues to mention that both the narrator’s wife and daughter had children by the narrator and his father, respectively, the narrator actually becomes “his own grandpa” once his father marries the woman’s daughter.

* The narrator marries the older woman. - This results in the woman’s daughter becoming his stepdaughter.
* Subsequently, the narrator’s father marries the older woman’s daughter.
* The woman’s daughter, being the new wife of the narrator’s father, is now both his stepdaughter and his stepmother. Concurrently, the narrator’s father, being his stepdaughter’s husband, is also his stepson-in-law.
* The narrator’s wife, being the mother of his stepmother, makes her both spouse and step-grandmother.
* The husband of the narrator’s wife would then be the narrator’s step-grandfather. Since the narrator is that person, he has managed to become his own (step-)grandfather.

I’m not quite sure I followed that, but….

An interesting history of this story and how it has resurfaced and evolved through the years, attributed to various sources - including Mark Twain - can be found at http://www.genealogymagazine.com/grandpa.html

If you’d like to hear the song (downloaded from YouTube) performed by Dennis Warner, you can do so below.


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“Humility is a low opinion of my own opinion.” - Dr. Greg Mazak

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Rob

Lead your life so you wouldn’t be ashamed to sell the family parrot to the town gossip.

shocking news!

The semester is off to a good start. Here in Greenville, we’re bracing for some wintry weather overnight. My wife and I have finally figured it out. People here in the South must sit around and eat French toast when we get snow or freezing rain since beforehand they raid the stores for bread, milk, and eggs.

This Saturday is the Republican primary here in South Carolina, with the Democrat primary the following Saturday. We’ll be glad eventually to be able to make it through dinner without half a dozen calls from volunteers, pollsters, and push-pollsters! In an effort to get our minds off the 2008 election that has been going on for almost a year already (!), here’s a little something else to read.

This is old news, but I’m passing it along anyway as a reminder….

The Green Bay Packers delivered a shocking announcement today.

Their starting quarterback this Sunday will be Mrs. Brett Favre, who will play for Brett during the first quarter. Fans in Green Bay were shocked when this announcement was made, but Mrs. Favre assured the fans that, “Hey, I know this game. I live with Brett. I have taken several road trips on the team plane. I’ve gone to the pre-game meals. I know a lot of the Packers. I’ve played around with a lot of the Packers in the back yard. I’ve tossed the football with them, and I know what a slot right 60-Prevent-Slot-Hook-And-Go is and I know how to avoid a corner blitz.”

So they polled the people in Green Bay, and 50% of Packers fans are excited, motivated, looking forward to the big game.

All right, you think that’s ridiculous? Here’s another announcement for you to reread:

In a shocking announcement today, Mrs. Hillary Clinton announced that she is running for president of the United States because she knows Bill Clinton and has lived with him, and she was there on a lot of trips to China and other places around the world, and she has really cared about kids for 35 years. She’s fought for and stood up for kids, and she’s tried to fix health care. She heard her husband speak about foreign policy and she thinks fifty percent of the American people say, “That’s good enough for us.”

I received a picture today that pretty well says it all!

So much for getting our minds off this stuff, huh!? I usually stay away from politics on my blog, but I figured that the vast majority of my readers (the “vast right wing conspiracy”?) would be far more amused than offended.

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“Are you more in love with God’s blessing than with God Himself? … If you don’t have the Lord with you, all the rest is empty.” - Dr. Drew Conley

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Rob

Politician: One who shakes your hand before the elections and your confidence after.

what she wants in a man…

The past few days have been wonderful and just plain full! As I reported in the last blog entry, Thursday was a big day with a birthday, an anniversary, the arrival of loved ones, preparations for the rehearsal dinner, and the rehearsal and the dinner. The wedding of our son Mark and his fiancee Katie, Friday evening, June 29, could not have been more beautiful. We were so happy to have in attendance dear loved ones, and many friends from various periods of our lives, past and present. We will treasure the memories from the last few days. Below are some pictures from the rehearsal dinner and the wedding:

The pork barbecue from Henry’s Smokehouse and everything prepared by Linda Abrams was delicious! Below is a picture of Mark and Katie going through the serving line at the rehearsal dinner at Lake Robinson. An enjoyable evening at a beautiful place!

Mark and Katie at the rehearsal dinner

Mark and Katie both have nephews named Drew.

Here’s a picture of the parents and Mark and Katie…

This picture is of Katie’s immediate family…

This is a picture of Mark’s immediate family…

Here’s the wedding party…

Mark and Katie having a little fun before the wedding began…

Our grandson Drew was not having fun before the wedding.

Here’s our couple with both nephews in their finery - kind of like whipped cream on an onion - one Drew in his tux and the other Drew in his searsucker suit…

For several of the pictures, special thanks to moss-foto.com! (They’re the pictures above that I’m in - I couldn’t photograph myself very handily. 8-) ) If you go to moss-foto.com, you can see all the wedding pictures.

One thing I love about young people in general is their youthful optimism, being an eternal optimist myself. Today’s iv highlights how optimism meets reality through the course of life.

What She Wants in a Man, Original List:

1. Handsome
2. Charming
3. Financially successful
4. A caring listener
5. Witty
6. In good shape
7. Dresses with style
8. Appreciates finer things
9. Full of thoughtful surprises
10. Imaginative and romantic

What She Wants in a Man, Revised List (age 32)

1. Nice looking
2. Opens car doors, holds chairs
3. Has enough money for a nice dinner
4. Listens more than talks
5. Laughs at my jokes
6. Carries bags of groceries with ease
7. Owns at least one tie
8. Appreciates a good home-cooked meal
9. Remembers birthdays and anniversaries
10. Romantic at least once a week

What She Wants in a Man, Revised List (age 42)

1. Not too ugly
2. Doesn’t drive off until I’m in the car
3. Works steady - splurges on dinner out occasionally
4. Nods head when I’m talking
5. Usually remembers punch lines of jokes
6. Is in good enough shape to rearrange the furniture
7. Wears a shirt that covers his stomach
8. Knows not to buy foods I don’t like
9. Remembers to put the toilet seat down
10. Shaves most weekends

What She Wants in a Man, Revised List (age 52)

1. Keeps hair in nose and ears trimmed
2. Doesn’t belch or scratch in public
3. Doesn’t borrow money too often
4. Doesn’t nod off to sleep when I’m venting
5. Doesn’t retell the same joke too many times
6. Is in good enough shape to get off couch on weekends
7. Usually wears matching socks and fresh underwear
8. Appreciates a good TV dinner
9. Remembers your name on occasion
10. Shaves some weekends

What She Wants in a Man, Revised List (age 62)

1. Doesn’t scare small children
2. Remembers where bathroom is
3. Doesn’t require much money for upkeep
4. Snores only lightly when asleep
5. Remembers why he’s laughing
6. Is in good enough shape to stand up by himself
7. Usually wears some clothes
8. Likes soft foods
9. Remembers where he left his teeth
10. Remembers that it’s the weekend

What She Wants in a Man, Revised List (age 72)

1. Breathing
2. Doesn’t miss the toilet

WHAT SHOULD SHE HOPE FOR AT AGE 82?!

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“God will spare no means in order to be the center of your attention and affection.” - Andrew Franseen

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Rob

HE: Gross! This coffee tastes like mud!
SHE: That’s funny, it was fresh ground this morning.

oldly weds

The wedding of our son Mark and and future daughter-in-law Katie is only 10 days away. We know so many young couples getting married this summer and even this fall - I guess that goes with teaching at a university and attending a large church. With all these young couples, I thought it would be fun to enjoy the experiences of two older couples.

There were two elderly people living in a Florida mobile home park. He was a widower and she a widow. They had known each other for a number of years.

One evening there was a community supper in the big activity center. These two were at the same table, across from one another. As the meal went on, he made a few admiring glances at her and finally gathered up his courage to ask her, “Will you marry me?”

After about six seconds of “careful consideration,” she answered, “Yes, yes, I will!” The meal ended and, with a few more pleasant exchanges, they went to their respective homes.

The next morning, he was troubled. “Did she say ‘yes’ or did she say ‘no’?” He couldn’t remember. Try as he would, he just could not recall. Not even a faint memory. With trepidation, he went to the telephone and called her.

First, he explained to her that he didn’t remember as well as he used to. Then he reviewed the lovely evening past. As he gained a little more courage, he then inquired of her, “When I asked if you would marry me, did you say ‘Yes’ or did you say ‘No’?”

He was delighted to hear her say, “Why, I said, ‘Yes, yes, I will,’ and I meant it with all my heart.” Then she continued, “And I am so glad that you called, Dear, because I couldn’t remember who had asked me.”

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On their way to their vacation destination, an elderly couple stopped at a service station. The attendant came out and said, “Hi! Fill it up?” to which the old man replied, “Yes, please.”

His wife asked, “What did he say?” and her husband yelled, “HE ASKED IF WE WANTED HIM TO FILL IT UP.”

To pass the time during the fill up, the friendly attendant asked, “Where ya goin’?” to which the husband replied, “We’re going to spend our vacation at Hilton Head, in our son’s condo.”

His wife asked, “What did he say?” and her husband yelled, “HE ASKED WHERE WE WERE GOING. I TOLD HIM TO HILTON HEAD.”

The attendant then said, “You’re in luck - the weather there is supposed to be perfect for the next two weeks.

His wife asked, “What did he say?” and her husband yelled, “HE SAID THE WEATHER WILL BE NICE.”

The attendant then asked the man, “Where do you live when you’re not on vacation?” to which the husband replied, “We live in Richmond, VA.” The attendant said with surprise, “I know a woman from Richmond. She talks non-stop and drives her husband crazy!”

His wife asked, “What did he say?” and her husband yelled, “HE SAYS HE THINKS HE’S MET YOU BEFORE!”

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“Our human heart is an idol factory.” - Dr. Drew Conley

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Rob

A lady wrote to an advice column in a newspaper, “I have been engaged to a man for some time, but just days before the wedding, I’ve found out he has a wooden leg. Do you think I should break it off?”

a bunny, a Peep, a mule, and a pit bull

The Easter services at church yesterday were such a blessing! Our attention was powerfully drawn to the empty tomb and our risen Lord through the wonderful music and the clear Scriptural message.

We had lunch with Nora and Aron and dinner with Mark and Katie. For dessert we enjoyed one of our Easter traditions - a bunny cake. I’m going to put a picture below of the cake Becka made, decorated with coconut, red licorice, and chocolate chips.

our Easter day dessert

When Mark and Katie went to visit Jim, Megan, and Drew, the rest of us sent some things along. One of the items sent was a stuffed Peep - a cute toy version of those nasty marshmallow Easter candies. (My feeble apologies to those of you who actually *like* them.) Here’s a picture of one exactly like the one Nora sent…

this gives you an idea of the actual size

Megan sent us a picture of Drew with the Peep Nora sent him…

Drew and his Peep

This gives you an idea of how tiny he still is!

Here’s another picture of him sleeping. Grandma and I miss him horribly!

our beautiful dreamer

In honor of our thirtieth anniversary today, I’m posting two stories about two couples who, unfortunately, were not as blissfully wed as we.

An old farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully. From morning till night she was always complaining about something. The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He tried to plow often. One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field. He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch. Immediately, his wife began harassing him again. Complain, nag, nag - it just went on and on. All of a sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet and caught her smack in the back of the head. It killed her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement. This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it.

So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men. The old farmer said, “Well, the women would come up and say something about how nice my wife looked or how pretty her dress was, so I’d nod my head in agreement.

“And what about the men?” the minister asked. “They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.”

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A woman was leaving a coffee shop with her morning coffee when she noticed most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery.

A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 meters behind. Behind the second hearse was a solitary woman walking a pit bull on a leash. Behind her were 200 women walking in single file.

The woman couldn’t contain her curiosity. She respectfully approached the woman walking the dog and said, “I’m sorry for your loss and I know it is a bad time to disturb you, but I’ve never seen a funeral like this. Who’s funeral is it?”

The woman replied, “Well the first hearse is for my husband.”

“What happened to him?”

The woman replied, “My dog attacked and killed him.”

She inquired further, “Then who is in the second hearse?”

The woman answered, “My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my husband when the dog turned on her also.”

A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two women.

“Could I borrow the dog?”

“Get in line,” the woman replied.

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“Eyewitnesses of the living Lord preached the gospel.” - Dr. Drew Conley

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Rob

My dog can lick anyone.