I love Oak, and unfortunately the younger generation would rather buy a table at Ikea and paint it black and white. I have a big Oak mantle that came out of my wife's great Aunts house, and an Oak kitchen table she gave me also. I hope I didn't post these pics already, I'm not going back to see. This Oak Office chair comes with a story, so I'll start 6 weeks ago and work back ward. I get home and my wife meets me at the door and says, "Will you refinish your Oak chair in your shop for Simons Christmas present?" I calmly replied, "NO,@@%$&@$, are you nuts, NO, &%$#((&^, NO, '"THATS MY CHAIR, NO!" Then she said she asked our SIL what he wanted for Christmas, and he said an office chair for his desk at work. He's a professor at the U of MD, school of Medicine. She asked if he wanted chrome, leather, what color? He said, would like an old bankers chair. Go back 40 years, I remember the day I got the chair. I was in my Dad's 78 F600 dump truck, taking a load of rotted logs and stuff to the landfill. This great big giant guy at the gate was sitting in it. The springs were broken because when he stood up it just flopped back and forth. He pointed where he wanted me to go, and went back to sit down. I called over to him, "Hey man, what are you going to do with that chair?" He smiled, picked the chair up, and said, Give it to you!", and tossed it up on the truck. I found some springs at the hardware store, but they were an inch too short, and just held the chair up right. if you sat on it, it would still flop backwards. Fast forward 40 years, and I started thinking. If i give it to Simon, it will become a family heirloom, so I started working on it. First thing I went on line and found, "myoldchair" and they had the proper springs for it. Then to strip it. I was taking off several layers of old dark red stain. On the back of the chair there was a round brass tag that said, "The B L Marbles Chair Co. Bedford Ohio. Took the seat off the base and all of the hardware was filthy, but in excellent shape. I cleaned it then painted it black with the "Hammered" finish paint. Put 5 coats of Spar Urethane on it. found new casters for it. Christmas eve I still hadn't found a box that it would fit in, then I saw one that if I taped the bottom, wrapped it, then flipped it over, and slid it on top it just looked like a big present. We waited for the last present and told him to go open it, but guess what it was, first. He likes good beer so I said it was a kegarator. he went over and tilted it to see how heavy it was, and realized the box was just setting over the present. He pulled it off and gasped. he sat in, rocked, swiveled, raised and lowered. He did not get out of it for a solid half hour. I did the right thing. If I hadn't given it to him, when I croak, it probably would have gone back to the land fill. Not the same one, it's a golf course now. Form what I could find out it's between 60-100 years old.