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As a young boy stomping around the old West End of Findlay, Ohio, I lived near an old white house owned by Mrs. Maggie Phillips. The first-floor store was every kid's dream: creaky wooden floors, comic books, penny candy, and the aroma of freshly roasted nuts. It was the kind of place where you could return your pop bottle for a small bag of warm redskins or delicious cashews. I fell so in love that when I grew up: I bought the store. From then on, ' been used daily to roast Wolfies Nuts with the same old-fashioned techniques started by Maggie, Don, and Hillis. ' proud to carry on their unwavering level of quality.