Claude Doudna:  

CLASS OF 1972
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Maxwell High SchoolClass of 1972
Maxwell, NE

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Hope everyone has done well. You can still call me Claude, but with all the "clod" jokes I've been going by my middle name: Allen. I've lived in Nebraska, California, Iowa, Tennessee, Georgia, Florida, Maryland, and Pennsylvania. I've been everywhere in-between as well as Canada, Alaska, Hawaii, Japan, Philippines, Kenya, Singapore, and Hong Kong--and a lot of this galavantin' around had nothing to do with the Navy! Six days after High School Graduation I was in Navy Boot Camp. All my brothers had been in the Navy. I wanted to be a science fiction writer and the Navy was the closest thing you could get to Space. On the side I might have a greenhouse or fish farm--things many experts said we'd have to do to survive in the future. Most of what passes for science fiction today isn't. In real science fiction you have to be fairly accurate to the facts as we know them. I might also write alternative history. It's not enough to just say the South won the Civil War, you have to figure out how that could have happened. For instance, if at Gettysburg Confederate General Ewell had simply went up to the top of Culp's Hill before the Union got men up there several hours later they could have rolled up the Union flank and won the battle. The North was weary of the war and this would have been the third major defeat in six months. A confederacy is not a firm nation but rather s loose association of nations--the United Nations is a confederacy--so every state in America would have become it's own nation. The railroad to California would never have been built and there would have been no Maxwell. I would often puzzle these things out by taking a walk from our place on the northernmost block of Maxwell to the Sand Hills a mile north. If you have not done so I very much recommend the view a mile north of Maxwell from atop the hill to the west of the road. I think it's more scenic than the view from Sioux Lookout, probably has something to do with the different direction of the light from the sun. Well, there's also Cedar Ridge south of Maxwell. Cedar Ridge was sacred to the Sioux, even though both Cedar Ridge and Sioux Lookout were well within Pawnee territory. My plans changed when I got to my first duty station after Boot Camp. I re-connected with the Church some uncles had taken us to when I was 10-12 and I realized many beliefs were incompatible with a career in science fiction. When the Viet-Nam War ended the Budget was cut and I looked like a good place to cut the Budget. A lot of guys received General Discharges but mine was an Honorable Discharge. I went to Union College in Lincoln and studied to become a pastor. The professors advised I was probably not cut out to be a pastor but would make a good lay elder and give the sermon when the pastor wasn't there. 1977-1978 I did my student preaching at a small church between Omaha and Sioux City. The summer of 1978 I sold Uncle Arthur's Bible Story door-to-door in Scottsbluff which tested a lot of things a pastor had to do other than preaching. I am not a salesman. I got a job building roof trusses in North Platte and have done mostly factory work since then. In 1981 I got a job at an aircraft factory in Maryland paying $10 an hour--about $60 an hour today. When a contract ended about a thousand of us were laid off and I was one. The local unemployment rate was 16%. I asked the Lord where we should go and He showed me Grand Island. I haven't regretted it. My first wife did and went back to Maryland refusing to live away from her family--extremely clannish. There was no way I could get my two daughters back so had to accept it. A little later I lost my shirt in the Commodities Market. I have often debated politics on Internet forums. If you want to know what will happen--in the long run--I can tell you: About every 80 years there is a major ground shift in politics. The Greeks and Romans noticed this in their histories and called it the Saeculum. About 1610 people began asking why they should remain peasants in England when they could cross the ocean and become lords of their own castles. 80 years later about 1690 the last Catholic king of England was deposed and England became a firmly Protestant nation, establishing a balance of power. 80 years later about 1770 we replaced rule by the King of England with rule by wealthy Americans, most of whom were Southern Plantation Aristocracy. 80 years later about 1850 Northern Big Business was big enough to challenge Southern Plantation Aristocracy--which was based on Slavery. About 80 years later Big Business was replaced by Big Government in the 1930s. Today is 80 years later and we should expect to see a Movement challenging Big Government and lo and behold we have the Tea Party. Tea Party thinking will dominate American Politics for the next 80 years. Most would say my life has been a waste. Depends on what you look at. A Liberal-Conservative Split began appearing in our local church and us Conservatives were kicked out. Because I was a "waste" but had most of the training for a pastor I was available to provide useful service to our little group. Each of us has talents that help everybody else. I usually have the sermon about once a month and now have the outlines for the last ten years on my computer. Each sermon has six verses and six illustrations: Our Problem, God's Answer, Applying the Answer. Since 1978 I have ...Expand for more
recycled only three sermons. Right now we're dealing with my wife's breast cancer. It was caught early but had spread to her lymph nodes. She had radiation which left her very sensitive breast with a severe sunburn and horrible blisters. She refused chemo and is taking flax seeds instead of the pill they want her to take for the next five years. Except for an appendix operation in 1988 I have avoided doctors and hospitals all my life. Then in March of 2014 I finally had to take care of a grapefruit-sized hernia. I couldn't make heads or tails out of the Obamacare website so went to the Veterans Hospital here in Grand Island. I need to loose 100 pounds before they will operate--and that is what all the doctors everywhere will say. I don't follow a diet. Diets are a creative way to cheat. I just eat a little less. I'm loosing about a pound a week. A couple of weeks later my wife asked me a question and I didn't answer so she called 911 and they agreed with her and I was taken to the Emergency Room where I was scanned and a cyst discovered. A couple of days later my skull was sawed open and it was removed. Since then it's been one doctor's visit after another and a whole pharmacy of pills to take. SO IF YOUR WIFE ASKS A QUESTION YOU BETTER ANSWER IT!! For some reason all this means I have had to retire a bit early. Due to my Service during a time of war I am entitled to a Veteran's Pension. Not much but it helps. Today's young people--or their widows--will receive the same when they're older. A Veterans Pension was my Grandmother's sole means of support for the rest of her life after her husband died in the 1930s. We've also been taking coffee enemas. When taken as an enema the caffine in coffee will latch on to toxins and cleanse them from the body. This does not happen when you drink coffee, only when you take it as an enema. It gets rid of stiffness from age. LET THE COFFEE COOL. One time somebody (not around here) took a hot coffee enema. Burned the inside of his butt pretty bad. To be most effective you should use a quarter cup of organic coffee (you can get it at Walmart, blue bag) in a stainless steel pan and a quart of distilled water. Lay on your RIGHT-hand side. (This has to do with the layout of your internal organs.) Try to hold it for 15 minutes. (Obviously you'll need to be resting on news paper over plastic trash bag. Also best to be stripped nude because you don't want a accident to happen to your shirt or your pants.) Hang the water bottle about 5 feet high and let gravity pull it in. You should take an enema every day. It will take about 300 enemas to clear out the toxins of a lifetime--but you'll notice marked results after a couple dozen: you'll be able to get up and down without feeling stiff, ect. Here are some of my sermon illustrations: If you've got two or more dogs you have one dish for one dog and another dish for the other dog. Those dogs know whose dish is whose, don't they. When you put food out they'll each one go to the OTHER dog's dish and eat up everything in the other dog's dish. After they've cleaned up everything in the other dog's dish then they'll go back and see what's left in their own dish. People are a lot like that: We've got to have what somebody else has! We've got to have the newest car, the best house, the latest fashions! We've got to keep up with the Jones! We're not so very different from those dogs! Several years ago I noticed you could buy a 2-liter bottle of pop for $1.19. A few feet over you could buy a 1-liter bottle of the same pop for $.99. Who in the world would pay almost full price and get only half as much? A lot of people; the stores have been selling pop like that for a long time now. A lot of people do that with their Faith, too, They take the trouble of going to church and telling everyone they're a Christian--but then they fall short on a lot of little things. Instead of being a phoney, why not make that little extra effort and be the real thing? When your child makes a mess you change their diaper. You want your child to take care of this himself, but do you ever say, "Sorry kid, you've dirtied your diaper one too many times. You'll just have to stay dirty now." Of course not! You change the diaper every time it gets dirty. And God will change our sin diaper every time we get it dirty, too. If your Faith means anything at all you've got to be a dandelion. Dandelions are the first flowers in the Spring and the last flowers in the Fall. You can't pull them out fast enough and if you use poison you might harm the grass. At last you attack them with the most destructive machine known to man: the lawn mower. You mow the grass--but every stalk of every dandelion remains standing as tall and defiant as ever. You may build a flowerbed and tell the dandelions, "Look, I think you're beautiful, and you can be all the dandelion you want to be so long as you stay in this flowerbed." But a real dandelion cannot accept this restriction and will spread the glad news of dandelions to all the lawn. At last you triumph by outliving the dandelion as it turns old and grey. But every grey hair of that dandelion is the seed of a new dandelion and now there are a thousand where once there was only one. If your Faith means anything at all you've got to be a dandelion. Take care & God bless, C. Allen Doudna (Claude) Grand Island, Nebraska
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