Back in probably the late 80's, my dad used a cherry tree from the orchard I grew up in, and he made a floor lamp out of it for me. Every few years I get a new lampshade for it to keep it current. I still have gifts my mom has given me, and even a stuffed monkey that's 58 years old (I teethed on its plastic ears) that my great granny gave me, but those gifts have not stayed relevant through the years. The lamp has, and my dad made it for me.