Kathy and Paul's stories

Sharing memories and experiences with Friends is a wonderful part of life and draws us closer togather. While we look forward to the opportunity to hear yours, here are a few of ours:

Mom's Recollections

March 4,1962 - I, Dorothy J. Allen went into labor with our first son; Just prior to his delivery I had a seizure. I came to in time to do my part. Dr. Sundquist had been concerned as I was two weeks overdue according to him. I wasn't to concerned as I knew some of my Mother's family had been 10 month babies who seemed to do ok. No one else in [our] family had seizures, I had to be different.

According to Dr. Sundquist Paul was a healthy baby. He grew like a weed, [was] quite active, started out rolling, then scooting, never crawled until after he started sidestepping in front of [the] daveno at 10 mo. Then let go and walked across front room to his aunt.

June 20, 1963 - He broke himself the bottle. He put it in the trash when I was busy. I took it, washed it and put it out of his sight. He later went to the trash, stood there and only said ‘gone’. I wish his other three brothers had followed his ways.

I had a seizure prior to second Brother. Two weeks following third son. [For the] fourth son it was nearly three years. I got overheated while out in 90’s heat so [got] burnt. I have to watch that. None of the boys showed signs of Epilepsy if that is what I have?

Back to Paul. [He] played good with his brothers. Liked to put their stocking & shoes on them until they learned.

There was one day Paul was playing and he fell flat on his face and ended up with his first nosebleed, not bad. After that he had several. We took him to the Doctor who cauterized a large vein. That seem[ed] to do the job.

April 17, 1966 - Paul swallowed an electrical knock out plug from heating units we were installing. i felt bad I didn't get all of them picked up. Paul came to us [know] he ate an ‘ickel’. We knew he meant nickel. We called the Doctor who had us give him bread to eat to see if it would pass. It didn't, so Paul ended up in the hospital in Eugene. The x-ray showed it hadn't moved, [it] seemed lost in stomach. After his surgery he was told he could take the orange drain tube that went through [his] nose to [his] stomach. Paul was happy to help, his little hands went over hand until it was out and he presented us with a smile. The nurse stepped up and washed his hands. Paul walked sluped due to the stitches, he did straighten up after they were taken out. The Doctor held a mirror to show him his zipper that wouldn't open. I suppose it's nearly gone by now.

1981 He and his next to oldest brother were old enough to stay at home in charge while his dad and I with [the] youngest Brothers had to move to Oakridge, [Oregon].

[Undated] Paul did have chicken pox, mumps and measles. Other than that he seldom had a cold. He had a few bicycle bumps and bruises, never anything serious until older [when] he got hurt on a job and had a thumb amputated. He had several summer jobs. Saved enough for a computer. He has always been a humorous person. Paul has always been there if we needed him.

Oct. 2, 1999 Now he has a wonderful Wife that is more like a daughter to us.

2006 Now neither of their health is outstanding. I wish more could be done, he’s too young to lose his job. Who will hire someone that has an ailment. No one would hire me when they found out I have had seizures. It just isn’t fair.

Sincerely, Paul's Mother, Dorothy J. Allen.

Reliving when Paul was courting Kathy

I gave the audio of this song to Kathy when we were first getting on friendly terms, I got it from online and copied it on an OLD Awake tape without labeling it. I then just dropped by her house and left it with her telling her I wanted her to listen to something without telling her what it was about. I knew she had a cat so I just knew she would love this song. She then proceeded to play it for everyone that was willing to listen so they could enjoy it also.

She expected an awake article to start playing when she heard ....... Cats in the Kettle The link will redirect to youtube

A memory of Paul from when Kathy and I were courting in 1999

Eternity

We have seen it all from the new beginning, man's second time at being given an earthly paradise.

We saw the destruction of Satan's old wicked system of things and those who followed him.

We helped to create a new paradise on the earth as Jehovah had originally intended.

With great happiness we welcomed back the dead from their graves in the great resurrection of both the righteous and the unrighteous.

It was with a great joy that we were able to teach the righteous hearted ones, and special joy was there in teaching distant relatives who had been resurrected from death about their wonderful opportunity to live on a paradise earth.

As the first thousand years of paradise came to its end, is was with amazement that we did see those that longed for the way it was in the old system of things with it's opportunity's for power, riches, and material possessions die, as in this new system there was no place for that kind of thinking.

We have had several generations of children and witnessed the birth of many grandchildren, and great grand children till the earth was comfortably full of mankind all worshiping Jehovah their creator.

We have built and replaced many homes of many styles, each built to last a thousand years.

We have seen many great mountains worn away by the wind. Seen the world over many times, with all of its wonderful changes, over the Millenniums.

But time has yet to begin, there are new things for us to explore, to discover, to build, to learn, to create, and enjoy for all eternity .... B Paul - Wrote January 05, 2003 with some very minor edits made since

The Little Birdy

By Paul: I had a taste of what I imagine be like in the new system today. I went outside for a bit today by our magnolia tree and come fluttering right on my shoulder a baby Finch landed and just sat there. This reminded me so much of my parakeet Nikki I had as a child that used to come to my shoulder and my shoulder only. At first I did not want to move for fear that this tender moment would end, but after it sat there for about a minute I spoke in a soft voice to it and yet it remained. After a couple of minutes more I decided to try to gently touch it and it still stayed there on my shoulder. At this point I found that I could pick it up and place him on the flat of my hand with hardly a worry on its part. It did at this point flutter to the nearby Magnolia tree next to me but went no further. I thought this behavior quite strange for a wild baby finch. I went to touch it as it sat there on a limb next to me and it remained. One of the cats noticed it too at this point also. I next gently placed it on the flat of my hand and I turned wondering if I could get Kathy to share this with me also. This turning cause the Finch to fly to a low branch of another nearby plum tree. I Took a few steps where it had landed to see if I could pay any more attention to it. It once again let me place it on my hand and I cautiously went in the house with the bird gently cupped in my hands. Kathy was amazed by this site as we both went back outside to enjoy this occasion. We decided to call our local bird expert Br. Kudabeck over to see what kind of bird this was or if perhaps he was a pet. While we waited for Ron to come over little Nikki flighted and landed on the ground which worried us about its safety. Ron came right over and identified the bird as a wild baby Finch. We knew this bird could never make it in the wild since it did not want to fly off nor very far. Ron took the Finch we had decided to call Nikki home since we knew he would never make it in the wild acting as it was. I decided to write this up this evening after our meeting now, while I still remember. As was halfway done writing this Ron IM'ed me and let me know that little Nikki had passed. We came to the conclusion that there must have been something wrong with our brief little friend. We feel privileged to have met him and to be able to share this special time with our special little friend. From blogpost of May 1, '08

Knock, Knock, my name is James

By Paul: Kathy answered a knock at the door and A Gentleman who said his name was James and asked us where he was at, and who's Blazer is that. Kathy said it was ours. He repeatedly said he was ok, but asked where this place is at. Kathy ask what we could do for him. He asked where he was repeatedly, she told him the street and town and state he was in.(He was in a state alright...his own) He indicated he wanted to come in. I was waking up by this point and joined Kathy. He said he wanted to get his stuff out of the blazer. We said that the Blazer was ours(again). He said, well i slept in it and does not know how he got here. I said "you slept in our car? I said that it is trespassing and we could have you arrested for that." "No, No ," He said "what's in Vegas stays in Vegas". We ask how he got here and he said he walked or was dropped off. He did not really know he got here. By this time I knew he was drunk and I walked him out to the Blazer and watched him pull two grocery bags full of his clothes that looked more like rags out. He asked if a lap blanket in the car was his and I said it was ours. He then wanted me to drive him somewhere (He did not know where though). At this point I told him again what street he was on and that the nearest store was down the road at Albertsons and that must be the direction he came from and also pointed out the direction to him. He got the point now that he should leave and we watched him walk down our long driveway. I then locked our car and discussed with Kathy about getting our electronic property gate fixed. What a weird way to wake up at 7:00am. From blogpost of November 24, 2010

Story of a son lost in death by Kathy

Told by Kathy: WARNING! Sad Story of a son adopted in heart was lost in death by Kathy,

Monday the 20th of September was Kathy's anniversary of the death of her 21 year old stepson Paul who was by her then husband and an x-wife. Kathy had raised him since he was 5 years old and she dearly loved him, they were very close to each other, and the thoughts of how he lost his life when he was apprehended by the police for the combination of alcohol and drugs and then died while in there custody in jail by strangulation due to hanging while in his cell tears her apart at this time of the year. Only Jehovah knows whether this was done to him and by whom. It was in a small town in Alaska and the police were believed corrupt and Paul had things on the police and the judge. One thing that makes it worse for her is she was not in Alaska at the time this happened and she was not allowed time to get back to attend the funeral and see the body before his cremation in order to help her feel that it was all really true. Not ever seeing the body or having a grave to visit is very hard for her, he is just gone. Telling me the story again of what happened so I can share it with you was very emotional for her. She was reminded again of it because of its anniversary on the 20th of this month and because of a fellow Sister and Mother that is also in the same position with the anniversary of a death of a her child this month. Her son Paul would have been 22 on October the 30th of the following month after his death. If it is Jehovah's will we look forward to his resurrection and the opportunity to study and share life with him.

Peace at last

Children quietly laughing and playing, instead of crying and screaming.

Neighbors dogs quietly playing, instead of constantly barking.

No loud cars and trucks beeping nor whooshing, just horses neighing and prancing.

No loud planes drowning out the birds and the calm breeze.

No apartments or renting from others, but our own homes to share with our Brothers.

Working together out of love and not just working to keep a home.

Food for all and not just for some.

A full night's rest, rather than hours put to the test.

Eternal life rather than death.

No pain, no fear, no stress, just completely blessed.

A kingdom government that provides peace that will eternally last.

Sep. 19, 2015 P.allen