An old iMac (very old, but still runs OS X) found a new home today, from my mother’s basement into the hands of the seven-year-old daughter of a friend. My sister, the original owner, used it daily for years to do her work as a publicist for theatre, TV shows, films and assorted celebrities. After she moved on to a faster machine, it served as a backup for family members and ultimately a handy email machine for my uncle who visits in the summer. I spent part of today doing minor maintenance on an old iBook, which will take the place of the iMac in the basement. Only challenge with this one is that the letters have worn off the keyboard buttons. No problem for my mother, the touch typist, but not so easy for me, who needs to hunt and peck. I might need to hook up an old external keyboard for my uncle; I’m sure I have one or two. We don’t like to waste technology.