And so, it came to pass …
As regular readers know, we recently bought a new, shiny iMac from our local Apple store. But what many don’t know is why. It wasn’t because we’re rich and thought, ‘hey, let’s own two iMacs!’
We bought the new one because Houston, our stalwart workhorse for the last 10 years (yes, we’ve had him since early 2009) was beginning to show his age, and to our ears, complaining of said age. He was getting forgetful too. Which made us both very nervous, I can tell you. The odd and slightly disturbing noises were the worst.
His hard drive was sounding odd … wonky. Like his once valiant heart was given out from too many revs. His Brian slowly fragmenting so that collating saved data was becoming a strain.
All this after doing our best to always run the right programs to keep his HD in good working order. But, alas, time took its toll.
Sometime, over night between Saturday and Sunday morning, Houston passed away, quietly, in his sleep.
Maybe it was that hour change that did in his HD, as the clock going back an hour was just one step too much for him. Who knows.
We did everything in our power all Sunday morning to revive him. We went through every available troubleshooting article we could find to find a solution. Nothing worked. Houston’s HD, the heart of the machine he is, was, could not be revived let alone accessed.
That magical sound of him waking every morning is now muted, and gone forever.
Salut Houston, you served us well.