Ralph,
I understand the frustration. I have a story like that involves our '74, but from a different direction.
Our machine was the 1974 60 series, next model down from your Mom's. I remember shopping for it like it was yesterday - couldn't believe that my folks actually took me to Sears with them, and I could stay in the washer area for THE WHOLE TIME vs. being yanked away by my arm after 90 seconds of lid openings on every washer there, lol.
We (they) selected the large tub machine, to which Mom's comment was "Oy, there goes the water bill". My Dad barked and rolled his eyes. We wanted a match to our 1972 KM dryer, but all that was left was a Harvest floor model. If it was white we may have bought it.
Anyway, our '74 was troublesome. I remember the drain hose flying out of the standpipe in Denver, dumping 24-25 gallons onto the laundry room floor of our brand new house. That's not the machine's fault, but it seems to have started the madness. Later the mixing valve went out (we had nearly 90-psi water). I changed that myself. Then the basket drive failed, at only 7 years old. John/Combo told me the problem was fairly common, but I had learned my lesson when getting this machine that I was sorry to see the old one go. If I could have kept the old machine in the basement, the more the merrier, but my parents are not the type to do that, so out it would have gone.
I concocted a rescue plan using a self-purchased basket drive from Sears, and what was going be my Dad's unplanned labor to install it. It worked, and I saved us from buying a new machine (which Mom had already purchased but later cancelled).
About 18 months later the timer locked up, and my Dad had to somehow unlock it while I was in school. It worked but it broke a contact that allowed only rinse water temps after that.
When I was told that we would be moving to Charlotte, we had to get a new dryer as our gas KM dryer would not work here. 28 years later we still have very few gas dryers in Charlotte. Anyway, Mom said she was going to get a whole new pair as the old ones were 9 and 11 years old. I got really nervous, though new machines are fun, I still didn't want to get rid of the old.
Mom told me she was going to sell the machines to an appliance rental company for $150 for the pair. In my mind I was saying "Abso-freakin-lutely NOT!" So, I did the only thing I could think of, which was to sell them to a friend at work who needed a pair of good machines. She was thrilled with them, I was more than thrilled that I knew where they had gone, and Mom didn't give a rip where the money came from. So, we got the new KMs and I at least was able to keep tabs on the old ones for about 15 more years. Last I heard they were in their cousin's barn stored, and the washer had washed for more than 25 years.
Gordon