The cell phone rings, and my husband, Mitch, answers. “Hi, it’s Jacob.” “Hey, Jacob, what’s up?” Mitch replies. This is not just any friend; this is a call from our Amish buddy. How are they using a phone, and what did he want? How did we help? And how would we have survived in the Amish community raising our daughter Jessica? Our Amish story unfolds one horse hoof at a time.