Just like your grandparents, and everything else you love for that matter, your iPod will one day die. Last week the Reaper claimed the life of my beloved iPod. I knew that the time was coming. It was a fourth generation click-wheel that was used heavily, everyday for the last three and a half years. In the last month it had been showing the symptoms of a declining device; constant freezes, nonresponsive buttons and such. Nonetheless, I was still taken aback when I turned on the iPod and was greeted with this, the dreaded sad-face iPod icon. I checked the Apple support site, as the sad iPod beckoned me to, and ran through the basic 5Rs or rescuing a downed iPod. They were to no avail. My iPod required servicing.