<font color=blue>used the peg-board-and-hooks in the past but always had trouble keeping the hooks in</font color=blue>
WVBill -- Looks like I'm visiting old threads today, but I was up at the property over the weekend, and, as usual, spent much of my time in what used to be my dad's shop (now my shop/tractor barn). Pop was, among other things, a master wood-crafter. The shop he put together exemplifies one of his numerous slogans -- "a place for every tool, and every tool in its place". /w3tcompact/icons/smile.gif
Mind you, this never rubbed off on me, but I had to admire the way he stuck to his own preachings. At the end of every day, no matter how late, no matter how tired, he put every single tool back where it belonged, dusted every surface and swept the floor. Each morning was a brand new beginning.
The point to all of this is that he used the pegboard idea, but he didn't use pegboards. He would lay down a large sheet of plywood and carefully lay out his tools in the most tidy and efficient manner he could, and carefully mark the "hanging points" of each tool on the wood. Instead of pegboard hardware, he used L-screws (or whatever you call them), which he screwed into the holes he had drilled to the precise depth required by each tool.
Now, that would be enough for any mortal man, but once he was satisfied that everything was arranged and would hang properly, he then
removed all the screws and applied a whitewash to the wood to keep it from yellowing with age, applied a light varnish and then framed it with chair rail molding. Only then was it hung on the wall and the screws re-inserted and tools hung in place.
Evey wall of the shop is covered with tools, cupboards or shelves, all of the same quality. Attached is a picture of but one corner of the shop, showing a couple of these tool boards. Sadly, many tools are out of place 'cuz shortly after he died, my not-so-favorite teenage nephew decided it was now
his playroom and had his buddies in there, drinking, smoking dope and generally trashing the place. When I heard what was going on, you can bet the poop hit the fan. There are now new locks on the doors, ruffled feathers in the family, and I am still trying to figure out where everything belongs. (Years have passed and there are no longer unwanted visitors.)
Wow! That was
way more than I set out to say here, but I thought you'd enjoy seeing the tool boards. /w3tcompact/icons/crazy.gif
FWIW - Pop made his living as an educator and retired as an assistant superintendent of a large school district. Woodworking was just a hobby.
