|Project by DeLayne Peck||posted 08-04-2013 04:48 PM||2244 views||3 times favorited||9 comments|
When the pristine plaster in our 88 year old Craftsman-style home began to crack, we were called out on the condition of our porch. It was sinking on its foundation. So, the porch roof was propped up. I completely demoed everything down to the bare foundation. It’s amazing what you can do with 6 lbs. rubber hammer, a sawzall, and a very bad attitude.
We used a contractor to orchestrate the removal of the old foundation and sidewalks. A new foundation was poured. A brick crew worked for weeks and our contractor framed the under-structure. My intrepid wife, Joyce, and I took it from there.
Putting down and finishing 40 ft. of porch flooring was tough backbreaking work. Designing and building the porches skirts wasn’t bad. Joyce took fiendish delight in repainting the battleship grey and blue trim color scheme.
But, those @$% &(^$ redwood redwood columns. The old trim crumbled. They had be re-sized. Layers of paint, checking, chipping, and damage had to be repaired and smoothed. Worse, none of the columns were consistently dimensioned, flat, or square. Twenty shop-made bases and tops, 10 winglets, an new home for house numbers, and 160 individually custom cut miters, and finally it’s done. They are all up. Each one was a screaming nightmare to rebuild and install.
It has taken us three years, the whole story in pictures is here. What’s next? Forty plus feet of shop-build railing. Shoot me, please.
-- DJ Peck, Lincoln Nebraska. I think of my shop as Fritter City. I am the Mayor.