Cool chunk of wood Jim.
My Grandmas brother Jimmy was a tinkerer of great order, for a living he witched wells, and cleaned out hives, bee or wasp, didn't matter, the bees he would house in wooden hives, and resell to bee keepers, or keep them himself. I guess bee keeper was a part time job for him too. No kidding these were the jobs he did all of his life. His hobby was to graft trees, mostly fruit, to try to make all kinds of different fruits. Most were sort of Frankenstein monsters of the tree world, but some took hold, and made some tasty things. He came by the hobby honestly, as Grannies entire family line from South Western Ky, made a living growing grasses, and they were responsible for what is today Fescue 31. A pretty rich bunch they were. :-)
Just saying that because some of the Frankenstein wood was pretty wonderful. A lot of people who do work with fruit woods will understand this, as alone some are pretty showy. Mixed they can get wild. By the time I was coming around, he had been at grafting for a lifetime already, and had several hundred acres of land with a lot of "goofy" trees. As a youngster I would help them clear some of it, and most of the time we cut up the trees to see what kind of wood we could find. The centers, or graft lines, were also what we would normally call the "Pith" was where the action was. So the worst wood for working with, but some of it was pretty neat to look at.