Sevenhills1952
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In early 60s I stayed with my Aunt & Uncle in upstate Pennsylvania for a while. He was a retired DuPont engineer. One day I go out to uncle's garage, we had some project we were working on and I noticed except for a vice his workbench was spotless!
"Where the heck are your tools?" I asked. Uncle points up to ceiling. Along the rafter was everything in a neat row, screwdrivers, wrenches, pliers, etc. Each one had a string tied to it, up to a row of small pulleys, across ceiling to more pulleys down to a fishing weight.
You'd use whatever you needed, release, it went back up!
I thought that was so amazing at the time.
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"Where the heck are your tools?" I asked. Uncle points up to ceiling. Along the rafter was everything in a neat row, screwdrivers, wrenches, pliers, etc. Each one had a string tied to it, up to a row of small pulleys, across ceiling to more pulleys down to a fishing weight.
You'd use whatever you needed, release, it went back up!
I thought that was so amazing at the time.
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