We don’t share the same blood but we share the same tears
Your daughter and my sons all share the same fears
We share the same joys we share the same hope
When things do turn tough, we all seem to cope
I love the strength you gave to my wife
I’m glad that you are a part of my life
So it’s true that we really don’t share the same genes
Where I’m coming from is so different it seems
If sometimes we’re playing for two different teams
Let’s never forget that we share the same dreams
I love my boys and you love them too
I love your sweet daughter as much as you do
My love for you, flows wide like a flood
We just happen… to not share the same blood
David Kettler, 4/14/09
I decided to write this for Carol’s birthday. I’ve always had a tough time calling my Mother and Father in law “Mom” and “Dad.” Part of it stems from confusion when you are talking to other people about mom or dad…they usually think of my “Mom” as in Betty or my “Dad” as in Ed. Another reason is because of the loser son-in-law who is often portrayed in the comics trying to cozy up to the new in-laws…usually much to their chagrin! In reality, I could not think of two other people besides my own parents who have meant so much to me over the years, and who I am very proud to think of as my Mom and Dad! I think Larry and I both knew that we could never fill the spot that Dean left in Lloyd and Carol’s life. We have both just wanted to do everything we could to be the best “substitute” sons that we could be. Now that I have lost my Dad, I feel very similar about Lloyd. He will never replace my dear old Dad but what wonderful back-up he has been in my life. So forget all the Mother-in-law jokes, in my case…it DNA. (does not apply)
Your daughter and my sons all share the same fears
We share the same joys we share the same hope
When things do turn tough, we all seem to cope
I love the strength you gave to my wife
I’m glad that you are a part of my life
So it’s true that we really don’t share the same genes
Where I’m coming from is so different it seems
If sometimes we’re playing for two different teams
Let’s never forget that we share the same dreams
I love my boys and you love them too
I love your sweet daughter as much as you do
My love for you, flows wide like a flood
We just happen… to not share the same blood
David Kettler, 4/14/09
I decided to write this for Carol’s birthday. I’ve always had a tough time calling my Mother and Father in law “Mom” and “Dad.” Part of it stems from confusion when you are talking to other people about mom or dad…they usually think of my “Mom” as in Betty or my “Dad” as in Ed. Another reason is because of the loser son-in-law who is often portrayed in the comics trying to cozy up to the new in-laws…usually much to their chagrin! In reality, I could not think of two other people besides my own parents who have meant so much to me over the years, and who I am very proud to think of as my Mom and Dad! I think Larry and I both knew that we could never fill the spot that Dean left in Lloyd and Carol’s life. We have both just wanted to do everything we could to be the best “substitute” sons that we could be. Now that I have lost my Dad, I feel very similar about Lloyd. He will never replace my dear old Dad but what wonderful back-up he has been in my life. So forget all the Mother-in-law jokes, in my case…it DNA. (does not apply)
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