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Three months in Northland, and my landlord, Mark Evans, and his family were always polite, but they kept their distance, never saying more than a few words to me. That rainy day, I noticed the firewood in the yard was soaked right through. Knowing winter was just around the corner, I went ahead and carried it all into the hearth room to let it dry out. By morning, Mark's wife, Ellie Evans, stood at my door, eyes red-rimmed. Her voice trembling, she said, "You saved our whole family." Then she turned to the others and exclaimed, "This man has magic. He brings wet wood back to life." Before I knew what was happening, a long line had already formed outside the door. Five hundred Northlanders waited, each holding rain-heavy timber.