Welcome to the Router Forums if I haven't already personally welcomed you. You will get lots of various opinions on hickory, and there's good reason - it's a wood that can surprise you! You can build some beautiful furniture with it, but it can be difficult at times to work with. When wood goes to lumberyards, the several species of hickory and pecan are usually stacked and labeled as "hickory". Hickory wood is quite dense.
I'm a kinda stumpy little fellow...5'-7" and currently 195 pounds. A few years ago I had built a hickory (pecan) bookcase for my middle daughter. It was on a Saturday morning and I had just a day or two prior finished the build - she wanted to do the staining and the top coats of polyurethane. I have no choice but to get-up early because I have always had dogs that think they're roosters. I had already walked my dog and it was wet outside - so I took off my shoes to not leave a mess.
My wife was still asleep. She had a couple dozen of her lady friends coming-over in the afternoon for a bridal shower, so I seized the opportunity to bring said bookcase upstairs. With no shoes on, the cuffs of my blue jeans (remember my stumpy legs) were dragging the floor slightly. With my right arm positioned within said (very sturdy, very heavy) bookcase I made my way up the stairs. At the very top step, when I reached for the doorknob - I lost my balance and could not re position my foot because my pants were being stood on! Due to this and my arm being basically "locked into" the bookcase - the bookcase and I tumbled-down the stairway backwards. WE evidently made the same number of flips and I landed on my head on the concrete floor. I still do not know how long I was unaware of what exactly happened - but it HAD to be at least 30-45 minutes. Fortunately, my cell phone was lying on the bottom step as I was crumpled in a heap on the concrete. I called my wife's cell phone and she answered (from her sleep), but sounded very drowsy. I said "Joy can you come LOOK at something for me?" She said can it wait until later?" I said "Please come to the basement stairs as soon as you can - I need to show you something!". Our bedroom is all the way at the other end of our (ranch style) house. I soon heard a toilet flush, then I heard her footsteps and then she said, "What are you doing down there?" I explained.
The bookcase took that tumble much better than I did! I took a Sharpie and wrote my initials and that date on the underside of the bookcase. Melissa has moved a couple of times. She breaks-down and cries when she sees that date and my initials, but I always tell her it was MY FAULT!
Otis Guillebeau from Auburn, Georgia
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