A little girl was attending the church service, sitting next to her mother, on this particular Sunday. The minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Dear LOOORRRDDD!? Without you, we are but dust......'?? he took a long breath for emphasis... He would have continued but at that moment?this?very obedient daughter who was listening, leaned over to?her mother?and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice,? "Mom , what is butt dust?" Four year old James was listening to a Bible story. His father read: "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city, but his wife looked back and was turned to salt." Concerned the little boy asked: "What happened to the flea?" Our youngest son was our "caboose" and was only six when his older sister graduated from the local high school back in the 80s. We were sitting in the bleachers on a cool June evening in Minnesota, waiting for the graduates to get their diplomas. Here, from under the bleachers came a teenage boy - running fast and stark naked except for tennis shoes! He had a brown?bag over his head and he raced across the football field at a high pace. He jumped a fence, the police gave him chase,?and he was tackled. A blanket was thrown over him and he?was?put in the back of a police car. I leaned down to my littlest one, and whispered, "Was that a boy or a girl?" He, in his loud innocent voice replied, "Mom, I couldn't see. He had a bag over his head!" The parents around us all burst out laughing, and turned around to see this innocent one. True DuBay story. He is now a Sheriff in a small MN town!