An old black and white TV spotted at an electronics recycling trailer, even though I don’t think they will be too happy to get it.
I imagine that some old miser watched it all these years, replacing tubes once in while, until it finally gave up the ghost (And it probably had many ghosts to give up. When I was young, out of desperation for cartoon entertainment, I would arrange the rabbit ears to pull in a faraway station that was showing Casper, the friendly ghost. I guess it was a really deluxe television, because the version I saw always had extra ghosts!)
You can tell the picture tube is a goner here, by the black blossom in the middle of the screen. It also has a dent in the cabinet, in about the same spot where my dad used to kick our color Magnavox.