I was walking home from work one day and I saw this rocking chair in the trash. It was broken and the cane seat was missing and I thought "What a shame, that chair still has a lot of life left in it," so I brought it home. I ordered the parts to fix it and replaced the cane seat. I've discovered that I'm really too tall to use it effectively, my feet smack into the ground. So, it's a beautiful piece of furniture -- just for someone else.