Good-Bye, Ol' Friend

Like a silent sentinel standing in the dark and damp of the lowest part of the house, this faithful old refrigerator kept the excesses of our daily lives cool and clean, out of sight and available, organized and categorized. Until the dammed thing quit working. Burned up -it did.
Tonight I removed it's doors, hauled it up the steps, and out to the dump it went.
Anybody want to sell me an old (working) refrigerator?