You might say that my cancer was occupationally induced. Back in 1986 while I was working at Hi-Life Rubber Co., which was an independently owned company that made inflations for the dairy industry (inflations are rubber fittings from the milking machine that fit snuggly to the teats of the cow) I was applying air pressure to one of the inflations on the press line to pop it off the mold of the 325 deg. press when the inflation blew up and a portion rubber heated to 325 deg. hit me in the chest. That incident left a permanent welt on my chest that I shrugged off as nothing important for the next twelve years.While I was in Kuwait in 1998, a fellow guardsmen from my shop noticed a lump on my back between the shoulder blades. I did have a physical from a doctor on base that had pointed out that I should have it checked out. But it was the mentioning of it by Todd Brueggeman that prompted me to have it checked out once I got home from Kuwait.My doctor at the time, Dr. Ferris, looked at it and referred me to a Dermatologist who had a biopsy done, not the lump on my back, but the welts that I had had for the past twelve years on my chest. It was at a Valentines dinner at church where I approached Dr. Ferris asking how the results of the biopsy were, his response was that he needed to talk to me. The biopsy turned out to be positive for B-cell Lymphoma. I was then referred to see an Oncologist in Madison, Wi who was Dr. Frontiera (who looks very much like Raymond Burr). I would be taking Chemotherapy for the next four months every three weeks. While on spring break with my family, we travelled to Indiana to visit Tari's Aunt and Uncle (Frank and Sharon Jackson). We had a nice visit with them in their spacious home and they had set us up in their basement for the night ( a home in itself bigger then our home). While sitting in their jacuzy bath tub I noticed that when I rubbed my head clumps of hair would come out. I held off rubbing my head. The next evening after heading north in Indiana towards Shipshawana, we stayed at a Holiday Inn in Elkhart IN (very close to Shipshawana). The girls and I went to the pool where the clorine in the water made the hair on my head not quite as smooth. So it was there that I lost the rest of my hair from the chemo.I thank the Lord for the way everything has turned out. I was able to continue to go to work with very little disruption or loss of work time. I would go for chemo on a Thursday afternoon, take Friday off and lay low from the effects from the chemo over the weekend then go back to work on Mondays, maybe a little weak, but as the week progressed I got a little stronger. So I was missing only one day of work every three weeks for the next four months. I never saw a bill from my insurance during this time. After Chemotherapy was finished, I went for about eight weeks of radiation on my chest and back. Again, I never saw a bill. The Lord was gracious to me. The lumps on my chest and back had disappeared during the Chemotherapy treatments.Shortly after my treatments were finished, I encountered others that were also diagnosed with cancer. Dr. Bob Hanneman, a deacon in our Church (Calvary Baptist Church) had been diagnosed with cancer. He always said that he was encouraged by my victory with cancer and the way the Lord cured me from the disease so quickly. I knew in my heart that the burden for me was light; but for Dr. Bob Hanneman (who we called the "Spud Doctor", because he worked for USDA and housed with the University of Wisconsin in the Horticulture Dept. working on potato research) it was a heavy burden. God's plan for him was different from me. Our church prayed for him continuously. We would see cancer take a hold of Dr Bob and then see a little remission. What we never did see is him giving up, we always saw his faithfulness even with much pain throughout his body. I (Wayne) did not suffer from pain. I might have felt the effects of the Chemo on my body but I never felt any pain from my cancer. When others might have quit coming to church, Dr. Bob could always be seen faithfully attending and even taking notes of the sermon while he was hunched over in his wheelchair. I might be able to claim the victory of a cure, but Bob was able to claim that God's grace is sufficient, even during much suffering during a long drawn out illness. Even during his long illness to cancer, he was able to work from home on his continuing research with the USDA at UW Horticulture Dept. Dr. Robert "Bob" Hanneman went to be with His Saviour on Oct. 18, 2002, he was 59. I believe it could be said of Dr. Bob Hanneman: "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith" II Tim 4:7. Bob's gravestone reflected his spiritual desire for his family. "...but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord" Joshua 24:15.