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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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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<font size=3D4>A story of mix ups<br><br>
Okay everybody, mix-ups don=92t just happen in hospitals.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; Here are the
highlights.<br>
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.&nbsp; As soon as we arrived in the community, we began church
shopping and settled on a church in the area that we really liked.&nbsp;
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.&nbsp; Unfortunately, we have never been able to receive
the
local paper.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; It just isn=92t worth the
subscription cost.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; We
had no clue what he was talking about, so he showed us the article in
the
paper.<br>
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.&nbsp; I believe that it was in the court reports and his
brother was involved as well.&nbsp; We assured him that it wasn=92t us
and
hoped that it was the end of the matter, but it was just the
beginning.<br>
While I was pregnant with Matthew, another lady began attending the same
church with a five-year-old son.&nbsp; Her name was Kathy Du Bois and
her
son=92s name was Christopher.&nbsp; She joined the choir and we got to
know
each other some.&nbsp; Her husband=92s name was Glen, so we didn=92t
think
much of it as far as being another matter of confusion.&nbsp; By the
way,
Glen did not attend church so now; it was just to two Kathy=92s who was
a
confusing matter.&nbsp; <br>
About a year later, I gave birth to a Christopher of my own.&nbsp; I
didn=92t think anything of giving him that name because we and the other
Kathy didn=92t associate much.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; A baby needs to be more than three
days
old for this test to be accurate.&nbsp; 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&nbsp;
Unfortunately, Chris had not fallen out of a tree.&nbsp; He had fallen
out of me and nothing was broken, but we learned that we were both using
the same pediatrician.&nbsp; <br>
Well, life went on and after a while, there was news of a break in at a
local drug store by, a Du Bois.&nbsp; We were visited by the
police.&nbsp; They wanted us to tell us about Greg=92s brother
Glen.&nbsp;
What a mess. <br>
Then, the police showed up at our door a few months later.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp;
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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp;&nbsp; <br>
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.&nbsp; I gasped and
stuttered.&nbsp; Then, the man on the other end said, =93Aren=92t you
Kathy
Du Bois?=94<br>
I replied that I was.&nbsp; =93And isn=92t your husband Greg?=94<br>
I confirmed that he was, but I assured him that I hadn=92t had twins
lately
and I thought that I should know.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; All I could say over and over was
=93Thank
you Lord It=92s not me.=94&nbsp; 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.<br>
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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; I think that a simple
phone
call straightened that one up, but I can=92t remember for sure right
now.<br>
When we moved to Grand Rapids, I was pregnant with Elizabeth who was
born
on February 8.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp;
Both
children were girls, the first girl in their family and each had two
older brothers, just like Elizabeth.&nbsp; To make matters worse, the
first girl was named Elisa and the other girl was Emily.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; She hadn=92t wanted to be taken
away
from her mother, I guess.&nbsp; 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!<br>
Nothing more really happened after that until we moved to Maine.&nbsp;
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.&nbsp; Fortunately, I don=92t take any drugs, so I was able to
put
her mind at ease.&nbsp; We had probably had a prescription filled for
antibiotics for one of the kids or something.&nbsp; Anyway, she felt
that
there was a mix up.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I believe that her son was a
Christopher too, if I=92m not mistaken.<br>
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.&nbsp;
Caleb
wanted to do the shopping.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; It sounded like we were in trouble.&nbsp; I stayed in
one place, thinking that Caleb might be lost.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; Oh
goody!&nbsp;&nbsp; Well, Greg whisked passed the deli section toward the
front just in time to over here a conversation between two ladies.&nbsp;
The one was saying, =93Well they said, Kathy Du Bois should report to
the
front of the store.=94&nbsp; The other woman, left the counter, rather
confused, and mumbling, =91I wonder why.=94&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Yes folks,
another Kathy Du Bois had been flushed out of hiding!&nbsp; <br>
OH, before I leave this point, I suppose you are wondering why we were
paged?&nbsp; Well, our son did not follow instructions and had wracked
up
a bill that had to be paid for.&nbsp; Everyone had to patiently wait
behind this 9-year-old who had no money while is, seemingly errant
parents were out bumming.&nbsp; Have you ever wanted to crawl in a
whole?&nbsp; The whole line of customers&nbsp; was full of praise for
how
well Caleb handled the situation and how adult he was.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; No one ever knew!&nbsp;
Haha!&nbsp;&nbsp; Brother.&nbsp; I guess that we=92ll never win. Anyway,
it
all ended up okay.<br>
Now, are all of you confused? I had thought all along that Jones and
Smith were the most common names.&nbsp; I just find myself praising my
heavenly Father that He knows who I am, no matter what!&nbsp; And that,
while man may be confused, He will never be.<br>
Kathy<br>
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