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Last summer, an Amish farmer came knocking on our door asking about that old corn picker we had sitting out back.  In my husband’s way of thinking, it was just junk and he was going to haul it away, so he told the Amish man he could have it.  The Amish man insisted he give us something in return.  We asked him if he made Cabin Furniture.  When he responded in the affirmative, I asked him to build me a rocking chair.  It had been almost a year, and we never saw the man again.  Last week to our surprise, here comes this buggy up our lane with this lovely rocking chair on the back.  It was surely worth the wait.