Finally, after hours of trauma, the washing machine situation has been resolved. Repairman #1, who would have charged $19.99 for the service call, regardless of outcome, told me over the phone that the machine was kaput, and he couldn't show up to confirm that until Tuesday. I considered just buying another machine, but decided that I really had to know for sure that the machine (it was only 9 years old!) couldn't be fixed.
I belong to Angie's List, which by now is fairly well known nationwide. Customers pay for access to Angie's reviews of service providers in the customers' area. I decided to seek Repairman #2 who might be able to show up sooner than Tuesday to give me some answers. Sure enough, I found another Repairman, one who showed up a few minutes ago, charging $69.99 for the service call. (I'm just now figuring out that patience pays, or impatience costs.)
Repairman #2 confirmed that the washing machine was indeed dead beyond resuscitation. (Repairs would cost more than the cost of a new washer, which I find shocking and disturbing.) I fought back tears as i wrote out the check for $69.99.
The Child thought that I should physically shop for a new washer. Really???? In this day and age, who actually shows up at a brick and mortar??? I went online, spent an hour, and ended up with what I think is an economical and reliable washing machine. It will be delivered and installed on Wednesday, and the deceased will receive a proper burial, all free of charge.
I hereby put this matter to rest.