I will enjoy reading this one!!! I'll simply say that Karen's family was pretty dysfunctional so I met various ones at different times. Also, like Rick, I was older (36) so it wasn't like being 21 or something

I met her biological Dad, Jim, first. Karen hadn't met him til she was 18 and they had developed a wonderful relationship. It was summertime in Atlanta and when we arrived at his place, I was surprised to see Santa Claus wearing shorts and a T-shirt, smoking a pipe, and sitting in a recliner. This turned out to be Jim. Now Jim had been married 7 times and was a lovely man who just loved women......but not always for long. Karen said, "Dad this is Pat and we're getting married." She explained that we had only met a few days before and to Jim this sounded completely natural. He looked at me, looked at her and said, "Like father, like daughter."

I then met her Mom's second husband, George, the "Dad" that had raised her. He and Karen were never real close and her half sister Karolyn was his doted upon favorite. After introductions and explanations of our plans, the FIRST THING her Dad said to me was, "Have you met my daughter Karolyn?"....and proceeded to whip out several pictures of her!!! What the fuck do you say to an asshole like that?

George and Jim were about as far apart in personality as you could get so meeting Karen's Mom who had been married to both was "entertaining." The other thing with her Mom is that Karen is 9 years younger than I and her Mom is 9 years older.....so when she referred to me as "son" it was a problem.

Karen's grandparents who had raised her to a great degree were the "parental meeting" that we all think about and dread. They were wonderful, kind, caring, and loving folks and it went beautifully even Ed's talk with me about how I was to treat his girl! They're both gone now and are greatly missed by both of us.

Spaw