Jeremy
If you hang in here long enough, you'll start wondering if I'm smoken
something funny because, somehow, my life seems to turn into one
adventure after another. I just have to learn to hang on. This list
has seen me through a lot from the building of a house to a
rebellious teenager. Don't worry, your time is coming and we'll all
be here to pray you through it.
Kathy
At 06:07 PM 2/10/2006, you wrote:
>Holy smokes Kathy!
>Mind boggling and you live to tell us the stories! Another merical!
>*smiles* may GOD give you many more adventures for if it were no
>adventures, or no problems, how would it come to trust the Good lord to
>help us through tough times? No problems, no trust in god, there fore no
>reason to lean upon him... I don't mind having problems little ones
>sometimes, because it just conferms that GOD is still doing great and
>wonderful works in my life and to just reassure he is with me always...
>
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>From: The Electronic Church [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
>Behalf Of Kathy Du Bois
>Sent: Friday, February 10, 2006 5:03 PM
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: a great story of mix ups
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>A story of mix ups
>
>Okay everybody, mix-ups don't just happen in hospitals. While Greg
>and I lived in Menominee Michigan, we were involved in some of the
>most confusing mix-ups that I ever hope to go through. Here are the
>highlights.
>In 1984, we moved to Menominee where I had been hired to be a teacher
>for the intermediate school district, working with the mentally
>impaired. As soon as we arrived in the community, we began church
>shopping and settled on a church in the area that we really
>liked. We jumped in with both feet, because that's just kind of the
>way we are, so we became known pretty quickly by the pastor and the
>congregation. Unfortunately, we have never been able to receive the
>local paper. We just always felt that other things were more
>important to pay for and all we usually do with the paper is go
>through the comics and do the crossword puzzle. It just isn't worth
>the subscription cost. Anyway, imagine our surprise about a month
>after our involvement in the church when the pastor pulled us aside
>and asked us if the congregation could expect a lot of trouble from
>us. We had no clue what he was talking about, so he showed us the
>article in the paper.
>Evidently, a man named, Greg Du Bois, (unfortunately for us no
>address was given), was in the paper for some funny dealings in the
>tree industry. I believe that it was in the court reports and his
>brother was involved as well. We assured him that it wasn't us and
>hoped that it was the end of the matter, but it was just the beginning.
>While I was pregnant with Matthew, another lady began attending the
>same church with a five-year-old son. Her name was Kathy Du Bois and
>her son's name was Christopher. She joined the choir and we got to
>know each other some. Her husband's name was Glen, so we didn't
>think much of it as far as being another matter of confusion. By the
>way, Glen did not attend church so now; it was just to two Kathy's
>who was a confusing matter.
>About a year later, I gave birth to a Christopher of my own. I
>didn't think anything of giving him that name because we and the
>other Kathy didn't associate much. Anyway, We had Chris in Greenbay
>and we chose to leave within twelve hours of his birth so they were
>not able to administer his PKU test. A baby needs to be more than
>three days old for this test to be accurate. We took our Christopher
>to our local hospital when he was around five days old to have the
>PKU test administered and, instead of beginning a new file on our
>Christopher, they pulled up this other Christopher's file and said,
>"Oh yes, didn't he fall out of a tree a few days ago and break his
>arm?" Unfortunately, Chris had not fallen out of a tree. He had
>fallen out of me and nothing was broken, but we learned that we were
>both using the same pediatrician.
>Well, life went on and after a while, there was news of a break in at
>a local drug store by, a Du Bois. We were visited by the
>police. They wanted us to tell us about Greg's brother Glen. What a
>mess.
>Then, the police showed up at our door a few months later. They were
>really looking for my Greg this time because a student loan from way
>back in his own drug days, before he became a Christian had not been
>paid and the government was there to collect. We didn't know
>anything about this bill because they had been sending collection
>notices to Menominee Mississippi, but that didn't seem to help us
>much. Fortunately, the bill was only about $300 and how that got
>paid off is another miraculous story that I won't bother to take a
>detour to tell here, but it is pretty good, none the less. Anyway,
>the police were at my door and Greg was on the beach, about four
>blocks away, with Matthew, who was, I think two, at the time, so I
>really panicked because I had no idea what they wanted.
>Eventually, we got all the mess straightened around and we thought
>that life was good until I received a call one day from a financial
>planner congratulating me on the birth of my twins. I gasped and
>stuttered. Then, the man on the other end said, "Aren't you Kathy Du
>Bois?"
>I replied that I was. "And isn't your husband Greg?"
>I confirmed that he was, but I assured him that I hadn't had twins
>lately and I thought that I should know. As we talked, I learned
>that, evidently, the person who had been involved in the illegal
>dealings at the beginning of this missive had married a girl named
>Kathy and they had been blessed with twins. All I could say over and
>over was "Thank you Lord It's not me." Unfortunately, now, there
>were at least Three Kathy Du Bois in Menominee county and all of us
>had kids and some of us were shady characters.
>We thought that our problems were over when we finally left Menominee
>county and moved to Grand Rapids so that Greg could finish up his
>under Graduate work. Imagine our surprise about a month after moving
>when we received a letter from a lawyer assuring us that the suit
>against Greg's mother would probably succeed and we could look
>forward to about $75,000 in profit from the proceedings. I think
>that a simple phone call straightened that one up, but I can't
>remember for sure right now.
>When we moved to Grand Rapids, I was pregnant with Elizabeth who was
>born on February 8. We were so happy to have a daughter, but,
>unfortunately, attending our church at the same time were two other
>ladies who gave birth within the ten days before Liz was born. Both
>children were girls, the first girl in their family and each had two
>older brothers, just like Elizabeth. To make matters worse, the
>first girl was named Elisa and the other girl was Emily. We were
>often getting called out of church for the wrong baby so, to really
>have fun with the mess, we decided to have all three girls dedicated
>on the same day with all the brothers in tow just to create a
>scene. The worst part is when the pastor reached to take our sweet
>daughter, who was about two months old at the time, into his arms and
>she grabbed his mike and decided to begin screaming. She hadn't
>wanted to be taken away from her mother, I guess. Anyway, she's the
>only child I know of whom had to be removed from her own dedication
>because no one else could hear anything!
>Nothing more really happened after that until we moved to
>Maine. About a year after we moved hear, I received a call from a
>lady telling me that her name was Kathy Du Bois and, she was afraid
>that our prescriptions had been mixed up because we both use the same
>pharmacy. Fortunately, I don't take any drugs, so I was able to put
>her mind at ease. We had probably had a prescription filled for
>antibiotics for one of the kids or something. Anyway, she felt that
>there was a mix up. I believe that her son was a Christopher too,
>if I'm not mistaken.
>And, if I had been writing this a month ago, I probably would have
>thought that that was the end of the story, but thanks to my 9 year
>old, Caleb, we've learned of even another Kathy dubois since
>then. Caleb wanted to do the shopping. He was given the list and
>given very strict instructions to find us after he had collected
>things and that he was not to go through the check out line without
>us. Imagine our surprise, as Greg and I were just strolling around
>and wasting time while Caleb was trying to be a big boy, when we
>heard our names announced over the loud speaker and ordered to report
>to the front of the store immediately. It sounded like we were in
>trouble. I stayed in one place, thinking that Caleb might be
>lost. Our thought was that one of us should stay put and visible so
>that Caleb could find us easily. It just made sense that I got to be
>the lucky one to stay put. Oh goody! Well, Greg whisked passed the
>deli section toward the front just in time to over here a
>conversation between two ladies. The one was saying, "Well they
>said, Kathy Du Bois should report to the front of the store." The
>other woman, left the counter, rather confused, and mumbling, 'I
>wonder why." Yes folks, another Kathy Du Bois had been flushed out
>of hiding!
>OH, before I leave this point, I suppose you are wondering why we
>were paged? Well, our son did not follow instructions and had
>wracked up a bill that had to be paid for. Everyone had to patiently
>wait behind this 9-year-old who had no money while is, seemingly
>errant parents were out bumming. Have you ever wanted to crawl in a
>whole? The whole line of customers was full of praise for how well
>Caleb handled the situation and how adult he was. But, they had
>nothing but daggers for Greg for making them wait. When I found out
>what really happened, I have to admit that I was glad to be the
>parent who was elected to stay put. No one ever
>knew! Haha! Brother. I guess that we'll never win. Anyway, it all
>ended up okay.
>Now, are all of you confused? I had thought all along that Jones and
>Smith were the most common names. I just find myself praising my
>heavenly Father that He knows who I am, no matter what! And that,
>while man may be confused, He will never be.
>Kathy
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>A story of mix ups
>
>Okay everybody, mix-ups don=92t just happen in hospitals. While
>Greg and I lived in Menominee Michigan, we were involved in some of
>the most confusing mix-ups that I ever hope to go through. Here are
>the highlights.
>In 1984, we moved to Menominee where I had been hired to be a
>teacher for the intermediate school district, working with the
>mentally impaired. As soon as we arrived in the community, we began
>church shopping and settled on a church in the area that we really
>liked. We jumped in with both feet, because that=92s just kind of
>the way we are, so we became known pretty quickly by the pastor and
>the congregation. Unfortunately, we have never been able to receive
>the local paper. We just always felt that other things were more
>important to pay for and all we usually do with the paper is go
>through the comics and do the crossword puzzle. It just isn=92t
>worth the subscription cost. Anyway, imagine our surprise about a
>month after our involvement in the church when the pastor pulled us
>aside and asked us if the congregation could expect a lot of trouble
>from us. We had no clue what he was talking about, so he showed us
>the article in the paper.
>Evidently, a man named, Greg Du Bois, (unfortunately for us no
>address was given), was in the paper for some funny dealings in the
>tree industry. I believe that it was in the court reports and his
>brother was involved as well. We assured him that it wasn=92t us
>and hoped that it was the end of the matter, but it was just the beginning.
>While I was pregnant with Matthew, another lady began attending the
>same church with a five-year-old son. Her name was Kathy Du Bois
>and her son=92s name was Christopher. She joined the choir and we
>got to know each other some. Her husband=92s name was Glen, so we
>didn=92t think much of it as far as being another matter of
>confusion. By the way, Glen did not attend church so now; it was
>just to two Kathy=92s who was a confusing matter.
>About a year later, I gave birth to a Christopher of my own. I
>didn=92t think anything of giving him that name because we and the
>other Kathy didn=92t associate much. Anyway, We had Chris in
>Greenbay and we chose to leave within twelve hours of his birth so
>they were not able to administer his PKU test. A baby needs to be
>more than three days old for this test to be accurate. We took our
>Christopher to our local hospital when he was around five days old
>to have the PKU test administered and, instead of beginning a new
>file on our Christopher, they pulled up this other Christopher=92s
>file and said, =93Oh yes, didn=92t= he fall out of a tree a few days
>ago and break his arm?=94 Unfortunately, Chris had not fallen out
>of a tree. He had fallen out of me and nothing was broken, but we
>learned that we were both using the same pediatrician.
>Well, life went on and after a while, there was news of a break in
>at a local drug store by, a Du Bois. We were visited by the
>police. They wanted us to tell us about Greg=92s brother Glen. What a mess.
>Then, the police showed up at our door a few months later. They
>were really looking for my Greg this time because a student loan
>from way back in his own drug days, before he became a Christian had
>not been paid and the government was there to collect. We didn=92t
>know anything about this bill because they had been sending
>collection notices to Menominee Mississippi, but that didn=92t seem
>to help us much. Fortunately, the bill was only about $300 and how
>that got paid off is another miraculous story that I won=92t bother
>to take a detour to tell here, but it is pretty good, none the
>less. Anyway, the police were at my door and Greg was on the beach,
>about four blocks away, with Matthew, who was, I think two, at the
>time, so I really panicked because I had no idea what they wanted.
>Eventually, we got all the mess straightened around and we thought
>that life was good until I received a call one day from a financial
>planner congratulating me on the birth of my twins. I gasped and
>stuttered. Then, the man on the other end said, =93Aren=92t you
>Kathy Du Bois?=94
>I replied that I was. =93And isn=92t your husband Greg?=94
>I confirmed that he was, but I assured him that I hadn=92t had twins
>lately and I thought that I should know. As we talked, I learned
>that, evidently, the person who had been involved in the illegal
>dealings at the beginning of this missive had married a girl named
>Kathy and they had been blessed with twins. All I could say over
>and over was =93Thank you Lord It=92s not me.=94 Unfortunately,
>now, there were at least Three Kathy Du Bois in Menominee county and
>all of us had kids and some of us were shady characters.
>We thought that our problems were over when we finally left
>Menominee county and moved to Grand Rapids so that Greg could finish
>up his under Graduate work. Imagine our surprise about a month
>after moving when we received a letter from a lawyer assuring us
>that the suit against Greg=92s mother would probably succeed and we
>could look forward to about $75,000 in profit from the
>proceedings. I think that a simple phone call straightened that one
>up, but I can=92t remember for sure right now.
>When we moved to Grand Rapids, I was pregnant with Elizabeth who was
>born on February 8. We were so happy to have a daughter, but,
>unfortunately, attending our church at the same time were two other
>ladies who gave birth within the ten days before Liz was born. Both
>children were girls, the first girl in their family and each had two
>older brothers, just like Elizabeth. To make matters worse, the
>first girl was named Elisa and the other girl was Emily. We were
>often getting called out of church for the wrong baby so, to really
>have fun with the mess, we decided to have all three girls dedicated
>on the same day with all the brothers in tow just to create a
>scene. The worst part is when the pastor reached to take our sweet
>daughter, who was about two months old at the time, into his arms
>and she grabbed his mike and decided to begin screaming. She
>hadn=92t wanted to be taken away from her mother, I guess. Anyway,
>she=92s the only child I know of whom had to be removed from her own
>dedication because no one else could hear anything!
>Nothing more really happened after that until we moved to
>Maine. About a year after we moved hear, I received a call from a
>lady telling me that her name was Kathy Du Bois and, she was afraid
>that our prescriptions had been mixed up because we both use the
>same pharmacy. Fortunately, I don=92t take any drugs, so I was able
>to put her mind at ease. We had probably had a prescription filled
>for antibiotics for one of the kids or something. Anyway, she felt
>that there was a mix up. I believe that her son was a Christopher
>too, if I=92m not mistaken.
>And, if I had been writing this a month ago, I probably would have
>thought that that was the end of the story, but thanks to my 9 year
>old, Caleb, we=92ve learned of even another Kathy dubois since
>then. Caleb wanted to do the shopping. He was given the list and
>given very strict instructions to find us after he had collected
>things and that he was not to go through the check out line without
>us. Imagine our surprise, as Greg and I were just strolling around
>and wasting time while Caleb was trying to be a big boy, when we
>heard our names announced over the loud speaker and ordered to
>report to the front of the store immediately. It sounded like we
>were in trouble. I stayed in one place, thinking that Caleb might
>be lost. Our thought was that one of us should stay put and visible
>so that Caleb could find us easily. It just made sense that I got to
>be the lucky one to stay put. Oh goody! Well, Greg whisked passed
>the deli section toward the front just in time to over here a
>conversation between two ladies. The one was saying, =93Well they
>said, Kathy Du Bois should report to the front of the store.=94 The
>other woman, left the counter, rather confused, and mumbling, =91I
>wonder why.=94 Yes folks, another Kathy Du Bois had been flushed
>out of hiding!
>OH, before I leave this point, I suppose you are wondering why we
>were paged? Well, our son did not follow instructions and had
>wracked up a bill that had to be paid for. Everyone had to
>patiently wait behind this 9-year-old who had no money while is,
>seemingly errant parents were out bumming. Have you ever wanted to
>crawl in a whole? The whole line of customers was full of praise
>for how well Caleb handled the situation and how adult he was. But,
>they had nothing but daggers for Greg for making them wait. When I
>found out what really happened, I have to admit that I was glad to
>be the parent who was elected to stay put. No one ever
>knew! Haha! Brother. I guess that we=92ll never win. Anyway, it
>all ended up okay.
>Now, are all of you confused? I had thought all along that Jones and
>Smith were the most common names. I just find myself praising my
>heavenly Father that He knows who I am, no matter what! And that,
>while man may be confused, He will never be.
>Kathy
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