How Not To Deliver A Refrigerator

I have known my friend Clark since we were both students at Easton High School 40 years ago. How I got to know him is a subject for another story, but he told me this years ago and I still laugh at the visual image it presents.
Clark, like many young people, had had quite a few part time jobs in those days. One of them, taken after he was married to his first wife, was delivery man for Val Lanshe, who owned a large appliance store on South 3^rd St in downtown Easton. This anecdote concerns a particular delivery he had to make, with a partner.
I have to set this up a bit. In those days you could still get refrigerators for the home which ran on gas. Don't ask me how that worked, but it was very common. These gas refrigerators were also very heavy. Nowadays the only gas refrigerators are commercial units, and the 3 way refrigerators found in motor homes and travel trailers. The apartment building from where they had to remove this refrigerator was of a design where the steps were straight up from the first to the third floor from just inside the front door, with a landing at the second floor. These two details are important to the subsequent events.
Clark and his delivery partner had to deliver a side by side refrigerator, not known for being light and/or svelte either and remove the old gas refrigerator from a third floor apartment, in a building laid out like I have just described. After struggling to successfully get the side by side into the apartment, they began the trek down with the old and heavy gas refrigerator, with Clark on the bottom and his buddy holding the dolly to which refrigerator was strapped.
Half way down the flight of steps from the third to second floors, Clark's buddy lost this grip on the dolly's handles. Clark, not being desirous of being run over by the runaway refrigerator, jumped over the railing to the second floor hallway, fortunately not hurting himself in the process. The dolly and refrigerator, with no human hand to retard it, went end over end down the remaining flight and a half of steps and through the front door, which unhappily was closed at the time. The refrigerator wound up dented and bent in the middle of the street.
The repairs to the apartment house cost in the neighborhood of $1500, because the stairs were all Philippine mahogany, and the front door had an antique stained glass window in it. The amazing thing is that after all that, the refrigeration unit still worked when they got it back to the shop!