I can remember Dad bringing home a "new" refrigerator to replace the one that stopped...in the middle of the night. It was suppose to have one of those long upright handles for the door that you pulled down. Well, it must have been in a family with a bunch of kids, just like our house.
That handle had been snapped off to just a nub and you had to put a towel edge over that rough broken handle nubbin and press really hard to get the door to release. I guess it worked so Dad figured if the price was right (probably free or close to It) it would do for a little bit.
Man, Mom hated that thing. She had chapped palms from trying to open the door 50 times a day.
That handle had been snapped off to just a nub and you had to put a towel edge over that rough broken handle nubbin and press really hard to get the door to release. I guess it worked so Dad figured if the price was right (probably free or close to It) it would do for a little bit.
Man, Mom hated that thing. She had chapped palms from trying to open the door 50 times a day.