UPDATE: I've been saved! Thank you to Kathi who is going to work on my heart and shine me up. Thank you to Dray, the prince who arrived with his carriage to take me to my new home. "HELP ME!", said the refrigerator. "I hear them talking about taking me to the dump. I get it but I don't get it. Yeah, I was born in the 1950-60s. Some may say I'm too old. What IS this? HOLLYWOOD?! Even in Hollywood the Grand Dames get more respect. R-E-S-P-E-C-T me and get me outta here! Did I mention my insides are Tiffany Blue. Yeah, that's right. I know, classy all the way. I can't help it. I was born this way. My motor (heart) may need a little repair (but I'm trying). Yours would too if you were left alone in a dark basement for years. I'll share more when you RESCUE me. Please hurry."