My father died when i was very young (4/5years old) and for whatever reason that side of the family had nothing to do with us and my mother raised us and I never really met any of that side of the family.
Last year I got married and my wife is big into geneology, she starts researching and finds out that my dad's only sister and mother are alive and living in Pueblo (150 miles away). She writes letters and makes contact, etc and my aunt (dad's sister) is very excited to hear from us, so my wife sends pictures etc.
Fast forward one month and we get a call yesterday that my grandmother (who if I ever met I was like 3 or 4 years old) has died at 95 years old and my aunt would like us to come down for the funeral.
WTH, why not, break the ice, etc.
Drive down, go into the mortuary for the service and about 3 people come up and say (and mind you I have not seen any of these people in over 30 years) you must be Joe Jr's son (my father)
Apprantly I look exactly like him.
So, then this lady walks up and says "i hear you are Joe Jr's son"
yep
"I'm his first wife"
What?
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What first wife
Where did this come from, excuse me? you could have knocked me over with a feather.
Then, it gets better
you ready for this?
She says "my daughter will be here soon, that would be your sister!"
Thump
me hitting the floor
I have a sister?
apparantly so
It was a very strange day.
