Yucca no more

Every time I went outside I had that uncomfortable feeling things were getting out of whack - skywards mostly. Then branches began falling off and intense cracking without visible signs of from where...
...visions of myself pinned under a ton of Central American Yucca and not happy.
This plant was originally a potted version on the 7th floor of my Embarcadero office. It grew up in the last 30 years and now its day has come. ¡Adios yucca querido viejo!