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How The Stomach Eliminator Almost Eliminated Me
By Cecil Hoge In 1985 I was frustrated with the state of our family business. Our two businesses, Panther Martin fishing lures and Sea Eagle inflatable boats, were both making some money. In retrospect, we were doing quite well. But that … Continue reading
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Hamilton Hoge, My Gumba
By Cecil Hoge My uncle was a marine and I remember he gave me a Marine pin. I loved that pin. It was half round and heavy for a pin and to me it symbolized the fact that my uncle … Continue reading
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