BANGOR – Armond Douglas Allen, 87, died Friday, Oct. 28, 2005, at a Bangor healthcare facility. He was born Dec. 21, 1917, in East Orange, N.J. to Walter C. and Ethel (Hayter) Allen. Doug attended schools in Prospect Park and Paterson, N.J., studied electricity and trained on diesel engines. He operated power plants in New York City and in Saudi Arabia and went on to become superintendent of power plants in the state of Colorado and in Nicaragua, Central America. Doug was a technical writer and supervisor of technical writers at Howe Richardson Scale Co., in Clifton, N.J. In the fall of 1961, he entered Bangor Theological Seminary and during his stay there he supplied many pulpits in the area. Also during this time he was a telephone operator for Bangor Hydro-Electric Company until his retirement in June 1980. Doug became resident manager at Edward G. Ernst Manor in Bangor in 1976, retiring in 1996 after holding that position for nearly 20 years. He enjoyed climbing, trailing, trains, fire engines and photography and was a longtime member of the Penobscot Camera Club. In addition to his parents, he was predeceased by his wife, Kathryn; and brother, Roderick Allen. He is survived by a sister-in-law, Jean Allen of Alabama; and a cousin, Jean Thompson of Alaska. Doug would want to thank the staff at Ross Manor for their care and compassion shown to him during the last five years. Private interment will be at the Fair Lawn Cemetery, Fair Lawn, N.J. Doug supported the Salvation Army and would appreciate any gifts in his memory be made to support the local chapter. Crossing the Bar Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me, And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea. But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho’ from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar.
ARMOND DOUGLAS ALLEN
