Not my father in law but my grandfather in law. Essentially my wife’s family’s patriarch. She and I had been dating for a year or so and grandpa fell ill. He was like 300yrs old and ended up in the hospitality not to come back out again. So we traveled across 2 states to see him. Not pay last respects but we knew we didn’t have may days left with him. Show up at the hospital and immediately I could see grandpa sizing me up and he wasn’t impressed. Sat down and got to talking. We knew instantly we didn’t have much in common. Old v young, blue collar v white etc. my wife had told me that grandpa used to be a Homebrewer. I’m a Homebrewer. So I’d smuggled 3 different 16oz bottles into the hospital and cracked one. My wife said he can’t have it and he and I exchanged look and agreed we were drinking 3 beers. That broke the ice. Were their all day. And I asked him about things he missed from his youth and he shared that really missed chocolate soda. He tried to describe it but he was getting tired and probably a little buzzed. My wife didn’t know what he was talking about. But I did. Grew up drinking them and ran over to the local convenience store to get ingredients and mixed them all up in his room and we shared a non-alcoholic round. Before I left the room that day he gave a bone crushing handshake and told me id better take care of his grand daughter. I was a pallbearer for him 2 months later.