Bits and Pieces that Add Up to Big Changes

Christmas break, among other things, means that I have three weeks off of work. We spent the last four days up in Tahoe working and playing. We didn't have any major projects in mind, but we did do a little interior decorating...

I promised a picture of the dish rack... here it is. We went thru several evolutions on design. Originally, it was going to be made out of barnwood from the Corning tear down and an old window from the Davis house. We went as far as building the frame work for it, but it just looked to bulky once we made it large enough to accommodate eleven inch plates. Back to the drawing board... we finally decided on open shelving. The final design is pictured on the right. It still incorporates the Corning barnwood, but we left the window out.

I cut all of the pieces and Caren sanded and pre-finished them before the final assembly. The dark walnut oil contrasts the white barnwood nicely, don't you think?

Caren added the lanterns to break up the vertical stack. The lanterns had been collecting dust in Davis after we purchased them from Ikea for an idea that never came to fruition several years ago. The dishes are from Walmart of all places... one can't find everything on Craigslist.

We also added matching shelves above the dreaded corner to tie the kitchen together. Same process... construction by Steve, finishing by Caren. Caren is having a lot of fun moving items from shelf to shelf trying to get everything just so.













If you place the next two pictures side by side, you can see the general layout of the entire kitchen.

Notice the chandelier? That was another one of Caren's Craiglist finds. It came without the glass and without any mounting hardware, but we are getting pretty good at problem solving. It is mounted on two five inch by five inch squares of the same barnwood that the shelves were constructed from. The big swag of chain saved me from moving the electrical work and repairing the ceiling.

Speaking of electrical work... I cut this hole in the drywall several months ago, knowing that eventually I'd install switches to operate the kitchen and hallway lighting. I also knew that installing the switches would mean crawling around in insulation in the attic.

When Kelby and I completed all the electrical work for the kitchen outlets, we also ran wiring for the lights. That made installing the chandelier relatively easy. The hallway light is a different story.

Our hall is all of six, maybe eight feet long. One really doesn't need a switch for the light at each end. I've never installed three-way switches before so I kinda liked the challenge.

The internet is a marvelous thing. After googling "wiring a three way switch" I found the perfect tutorial, wiring diagram included. After fishing around in the wall to run the 4-wire connection between the switches, we had switches at each end of our grand hallway. And, both operate the light!

While I was up in the attic I figured that I might as well run the wiring for the two kitchen lights. After much hemming and hawing at Lowe's and Home Depot, Caren and I finally decided on the semi-flush mounted fixture seen at the left. The one pictured over the refrigerator and pie safe involved cutting in a new electrical box and running the wire to it. There is a matching one above the sink and stove on the right side of the kitchen. Installing it involved cutting in a new electrical box, running wire, and patching the hole where the old kitchen light had been. The old light was mounted far too close to the wall and was not centered over the window. The new location is centered on the window... My OCD inner-self is finally at rest!

Oh, we also got around to building the pot rack to hang all of Caren's copper pots.

Two one by four barnwood boards, thirty-six inches long, held together by six inch black, antique carriage bolts that match all of the other iron work, with one inch copper pipe acting as spacers. I mounted 5/16th dowels on the top to hold the lids. The hooks, now just dime-a-dozen cup hooks, will be replaced by hand-forged, twisted iron from a blacksmith in Maine... Ebay is a wonderful thing. They arrived today and match all of the other iron perfectly. The rest of the hardware is not so cool... just simple eye bolts and hooks spray painted black.

Another pot rack shot...

Finally, the interior doors. All of the doors in the house were cheap hollow core painted white. They were cracked and warped. They hung crooked. On some, the hinges were installed upside down. One had vents in it, cut to provide oxygen to the hot water heater. Another had a doggie door cut into it so a cat could access its litter box. In short, they were all a train wreck and needed to go. Above, one can see them loaded into the back of the Caren's truck shortly before I hauled them too the dump. I love going to the dump... it is such a cleansing experience.

Anyways, we splurged and bought four panel knotty pine interior doors quite awhile ago. We finally got them installed. I've hung a few doors in my time, but always forget where to place the first screw to make squaring and plumbing them easier. Should it go in the top, hinge-side corner? At the center hinge? I'm sure there are many schools of thought on the subject. By the time I'd hung three of the four doors, I finally had it figured out. Talk about your learning curve. The first door took about an hour, the second one about half that. By the time we were onto the last door, it was a fifteen minute process.

Once we had all the doors hung, Caren sanded, and sanded, and sanded... all by hand. Then she rubbed on a coat of dark walnut oil. By that time, she looked pretty knackered so I figured I'd give her a hand by adding a second coat of red mahogany. The doors looked great after the first coat of walnut. The red on top of that really made them pop. Caren will add one more coat of clear oil next weekend and finish the process by applying a rub on polyurethane. I think I will let her do the rest of the finishing on her own. I was pretty knackered after applying the red mahogany.

So, lots of little changes, but when one adds up the sum total of the dish rack, the lighting, the pot rack, and the doors the appearance and homey feeling of the place has changed dramatically. It really does feel like a home now!

You Say Its Your Birthday -or- Slave Labor

Last Saturday was Caren's birthday. Alex, Kelby and Taryn came up to Tahoe to help us celebrate. All the celebrating means that we didn't get too terribly much done around the place. Instead, we took Caren out to Freshies, a Hawaiian restaurant in SLT. The food was really good, the dessert was... well, if I'd known the coconut cream pie was so good I would have skipped the teriyaki stir fry and had a whole pie for dinner.

Amidst all of the celebrating, I did put the kids to work in the finishing mill. The weather has been unseasonable and there is no snow on the ground, so I moved the mill back outside...

After helping with the table saw and planer, the boys went to work with the sanders. There was some talk about forming a union and striking, but I quelled that nonsense by suggesting that I might charge rent if they didn't get back to work. 

Notice the bench top that they are working on. It used to be the front door. The new front door can be seen in the photo below, with its temporary trim... see my previous post about temporary trim on the backdoor if you are wondering why it is temporary. Caren and I both like how the new front door changes the look of the place and are pretty excited to get the new siding and windows installed next spring. 

Taryn helped me pull nails and oiled all of the newly sanded trim. It is amazing how much faster things go when the labor force is quadrupled. We had most of the trim ready to finish the living room by mid morning.

Then we spent the next few hours putting it mostly in the right place. I say mostly, because we changed plans on the install about two-thirds of the way thru so a few pieces ended up looking pretty mickey moused into place. I knew I wasn't gonna sleep well... 

Sunday morning, Alex and I attempted to fix the mickey mouse job. Alex is happy, I'm not. Most likely, I will be tearing the whole shebang out some day soon and doing it right... I hate being OCD.

Somewhere in the midst of all the trim work, Alex and I put together the dish cabinet that is currently sitting above the refrigerator and pie safe. I thought Caren took pics. She thought I took pics... We don't have any pics. But, I will take some next weekend and post them because the dish cabinet is something that I am very happy with... something that I won't have to tear out and re-do...

Of How We Have Come to Have an Operating Refrigerator

I have been looking forward to writing this post for more than a little while. In fact, documenting this process may have been the genesis for this entire blog...

So, let me take you back several months...

Shortly after we closed on the house, Caren and I found the Detroit Jewel Stove on Craigslist, and, of course, we ended up buying it. We didn't know it at the time, but with that one action, we set a whole chain of events in motion. The era for the decor was set with that one simple purchase.

The first problem we ran into was how to find a refrigerator that fit the 1920's motif. Refrigeration was not even mass produced until the late years of that same decade. Most homes had ice boxes, and ice was delivered much like dairy products were delivered when most of us were growing up. Ice deliveries would have been rather hard to come by (at least during the summer months), so we figured an ice box was out of the question. However, rumor had it that turn of the century ice boxes had been converted into refrigerators, so I started poking my nose about.

Conversion ice boxes were way, way out of our price range, but I did, with Caren's help, discover GE Monitor Top refrigerators.

The first Monitor Tops were produced in 1927 and sold as an add on to one's electric bill. GE would add $10 to each month's bill until the refrigerator was paid for in full. A new Monitor Top went for around $300. By comparison, a Ford Model T went for about $450 during the same era. None the less, GE sold over a million refrigerators... making the Monitor Top the first mass produced home refrigeration unit. It is interesting to note that the units were not named Monitor Top by GE. That moniker is a nickname bestowed on the refrigerator because of its resemblance to the turret of the USS Monitor, the Civil War era ironclad battleship.

What could be more perfect than a refrigerator that met our decor demands to the t? I started looking into pricing. A fully restored Monitor Top will cost you between $2400 and $3400. That is a pricy fridge. Fridges in as is condition run anywhere from $250 to $1000. National searches for Monitor Tops on Craigslist were not inspiring... Most of the adds showed pictures of rusting hulks and ran copy that said something like, "I think it worked last time I plugged it in... during the Eisenhower years."

I was about to give up the search and was trying to figure out a way to talk Caren into a $1400 partially restored unit that was for sale in SoCal... partially means "It still runs, and we gave it a coat of spray paint." when I found an auction on eBay for a working Monitor Top in Sacramento without a reserve on it. No reserve means that there is no minimum price that the seller will accept. If the top bid is $1 that is what the piece sells for. I placed a maximum bid of $120 and ended up winning the auction with just $108.

Within hours Kelby and I were at a storage facility in Sac exchanging cash for a very heavy refrigerator. That very fridge is pictured as we first saw it in the photo above. The seller was the granddaughter of McClatchy of Sacramento Bee frame. The Monitor Top we were purchasing was the household refrigerator in the McClatchy residence for years. Supposedly it still ran, but it had definitely seen better days. The door was stuck shut as the seal had long since glued the door to the box, there were minor rust spots, dents and dings, and the wiring was cracked and frayed.

By the time we had the refrigerator loaded into the back of the truck, we had tipped it over (it is very top heavy) and broken the cord that supplies electricity to the refrigeration unit.

Shortly after we brought our purchase home, it looked like this in the back yard.

But... before I began dismantling, I repaired the cord enough to supply power and plugged the Monitor Top in... and listened to the sounds of silence. No humming, no whirring, no clunking... nothing but silence. I checked my electrical repairs and resigned myself to the fact that Kelbs and I broke the unit when we tipped it over, or it wasn't working when we bought it... Caveat emptor! (another dollar for you Zach if you can translate that)

About that time Caren came outside, and I expressed my disappointment. She asked if I had turned it on while flipping the switch... hum, whirr, clunk. Oh sweet cacophony of noise.

Soon I was digging into the piece to see how much restoration I could do on my own and how much I was going to have to farm out.

The mechanical and wiring I could do, the paint and enamel I could do, but not well, the refrigeration nobody could do, at least legally. Fortunately the refrigeration was the one part of our Monitor Top that did not need work. After Caren flipped the switch from off to on, the ice box began to frost up almost immediately. That was cool, literally. Anyways, had Kelby and I broken the refrigeration lines we would have been out of luck because Monitor Tops use sulphur dioxide as a refrigerant. Sulphur dioxide causes blindness and is caustic to the lungs. Sulphur dioxide was outlawed as a refrigerant in the 1930s. Nobody repairs sulphur dioxide refrigeration units.

Very carefully I continued dismantling my baby. I considered having an autobody shop paint the whole thing. I considered spraying it myself, I decided to have it powder coated. Powder coating requires that the unit be heated to 400 degrees. All the plastic, insulation, wiring, and aluminum had to be removed. It took me two days of removing pieces one at a time, diagramming and labeling as I went... legs, interior box, exterior box, top, insulation, wiring, handle, badges, door panel, plastic trim, latch, light switch, seals... there are a lot of parts to a refrigerator.

All American Powder Coating did an amazing job. Shiny white, no runs, no drips, no errors...

And re-assembling the exterior was easy...

Assembling the interior was not so easy.

The left picture above shows the door and exterior box before any insulation or panels were installed. The right hand picture shows the door panel and insulation installed. Notice all the shiny silver rivets holding the black plastic that attaches the panel to the door??? Originally they were aluminum screws. When I dismantled the door and box about half of the screws stripped out, twisted off, or were seized up. I had to drill out far too many to count. As I drilled each one out, I wondered how difficult it would be to tap the holes when I replaced the screws... until I thought of rivets. The rivets were much easier than tapping new threads, but still it was a labor intensive process. There are a lot of them. After insulating the box with rigid foam panels and spray foam, the same process that attached the panel to the door was repeated to attached the interior box to the exterior box.

It took three or four days of work, but soon all that I had left was this...

This a close up of the refrigeration unit after I had stripped it of all its wiring, insulation, and decorative badges. Notice the icebox still attached, as are the delicate refrigeration lines. Notice also that there is no powder coating. The refrigeration unit could not be heated to 400 degrees because of the refrigeration lines full of caustic sulphur dioxide. Spray paint was my only option for restoring the unit. All American Powder Coating supplied me with the paint to match the powder coating. After carefully transporting the unit to Tahoe, I was able to spray the refrigeration unit. There are a few runs, drips and errors, but the color and finish matched the powder coating perfectly.

And now for the wiring... the wiring was not easy, it was not hard, it was most difficult... After numerous trips to Lowes and Home Depot and ACE and Hibbert, I started with the easiest of the difficult. The cord that runs from the wall outlet to the refrigeration unit is split by a plug that powers the interior lighting. The plug was in bad shape, but I couldn't find a suitable replacement online or in store. I was left with no other option but to rebuild it. So I bought a soldering iron and rebuilt it. Soon enough, with Kelby's help, I had an operating interior light. On to the more difficult of the most difficult...

My wiring diagram,  drawn months before, was all I had to go by...














My work space, remembering that I couldn't remove the refrigeration lines, was very limited...









It took me several hours and Caren's tiny hands to get the new wiring routed, soldered and connected before I was ready to test my work out. I plugged the unit in... no humming, no whirring, no clanking... and I remembered to flip the switch. What did I do wrong. Several more hours of testing and rewiring and still no humming, whirring, or clunking. Frustration... I was near the point of giving up and concluding that we had broken something in the motor during all the months of handling and transporting. Disappointment! All for naught?

Out of desperation, I fashioned a jumper out of a spare piece of wire and began jumping connection points... Jumping connections is almost a sure fire means of shorting out the motor or frying the wiring. It was an act of desperation... a spark here, no spark there... what's that? A hum? A whirr? A clunk? Jump that connection again. Hum, whirr, clunk. "Caren, put your hand on the freezer box, is it getting cold?" Ah, sweet relief!!!

If you look closely at the wiring diagram picture you will notice two white wires attached to the control unit. Despite my careful diagramming all of those months ago, I mis-diagrammed the attachment point for the two white wires. After switching them, the refrigeration unit work just as it did the day it rolled out of the factory over 80 years ago!

Tom, the neighbor, helped me lift the 150 or so pound refrigeration unit and place it on the box. The long saga was finally complete... nearly four months after beginning.

I still need to find interior shelves for our Monitor Top and repair the warn out handle, but we have, for the most part, a fully restored GE Monitor Top Refrigerator. According to AntiqueAppliances.com it is worth somewhere between $2400 and $3400. I would be hard pressed to sell it for $10,000.

Wow... I must, if you are still reading, apologize for the long winded post, but I think it is apropos given the long saga that it describes. There is beer cooling in the fridge. If you've read this far, and followed my convoluted monologue, you are welcome to one. We can drink to the state of the art refrigeration unit of nearly a century ago! Cheers...