I would take my old T cherry tomatoes from my garden and put them in a decorated basket I had made. He loved it. Took him a pumpkin once with a funny face carved in it.. I wrote something for him. I think it was a poem or something and he put it on display in his office.. Odd thing is I have no memory of what I wrote, but whatever it was he liked it.. I prob should of kept some of the stuff I'd write, but somehow they'd always be trashed or lost... But anyway the T appreciated most anything given in kindness....