In Loving Memory

Big Blue

1998 – 2004

Big Blue

"It made a clicking sound for a week, and I thought it was talking to me. It was saying goodbye."

Files We Lost

Eulogy

Big Blue came into my life in the autumn of 1998 in a beige tower that took up half the desk. It held everything I had then, which wasn't much, and then everything I had, which became a great deal. It never complained. It whirred when I came home and it whirred when I left, and in six years it never once asked to be backed up, because hard drives don't ask. That was the problem. That was my problem.

It started clicking on a Tuesday in March. By Sunday it didn't spin. A man in a shop with a magnifying glass said a word I won't repeat and a number I couldn't pay. I took Big Blue home and put it on the shelf over the desk, where it is now. I'm told this is unusual. I'm told a lot of things.

There's a man on this website who keeps a memorial for dead links. I asked him if Big Blue could go on it. He said a hard drive isn't a link. Then he said, "But it held a great many," and put it on anyway. I'm grateful.

What Big Blue Taught Me

Back up. That's it. That's the lesson. If you take one thing from this page, take this, and do it tonight:

There are free programs for copying and syncing files in the Downloads library.

Condolences

If you've lost a drive, you're among friends here. Leave its name, its dates, and what was on it. I'll light the candle for it too.

Owen Castellanos · keeper of the shelf · say hello in #lobby or on the forum