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| When I was a kid, my Dad had a name for his motor, but not his boat. We used to go "Up North" to North and South Twin every year. In the later years, there were 9 kids along with Mom and Dad crammed into the station wagon, and the wooden boat that we pulled was stuffed to bursting with all of our belongings. Dad would work on that boat every spring, checking for leaks and putting fiberglass in bad spots. Imagine, Dad and 3 boys heading out across North Twin at day break, powered by a 7.5 horsepower Evinrude. And hand-painted on the side of that work horse was the name..."The Pooper".
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