About a month ago I had a phone call from my Mother… “Your dad is cutting down that tree…” Ugh! to make a long story short, Dad & I “agreed” to cut it down together… (I guess it’s the same with parents as well as kids… once they’ve grown up there isn’t much you can do with them) anyhow I want to use the tree trunk for table tops and felt I should be there to do most of the work, but he has left me the base to start cutting up into segments. The tree, a Big Leaf Maple was next to the barn near a garden area and from the looks of the rings approx. 120 years old. m.