Some of my kitchen cabinets are falling apart. After talking to the national and local cabinet representative, it was decided my parts are now extinct. So, Dad came to the rescue and agreed to try and fabricate my broken pieces. My dad has woodworking equipment in a small basement workshop, arranged in a similar fashion to my grandpa's workshop. Rather organized, but in a dusty cluttered sort of way. Dad did some great figuring and used 4 different machines to create the pieces. I bought some new screws, did some assembly, and my cabinet drawers slid back in perfectly.