About Us

The iPod Guy began repairing ipods in an unusual way. We started in the middle of Pennsylvania Amish country. One day a young Amish friend, Jebediah, came to me and asked if I could repair his broken cell phone. If you know anything about the Amish, you know that Jebediah wasn’t even supposed to have a cell phone. I was both surprised and thrilled to learn he had the handy device as up to that point our only method of communication involved sending up a bunch of pigeons.

I quickly returned his phone to good working order only to see it back again the very next week. This time it was beyond repair. As it turns out, Jebediah’s parents didn’t know he had a cell phone either. Once discovered, the tiny device met its doom in an Amish barn beneath crushing head of an angrily swung hammer.  A kick from a horse, a plunge into a stock tank, and a run-in with a buggy wheel were the causes of the need for my next three repairs. Cell phones lead to CD players which turned into Ipods. I still repair Ipods for Amish kids and receive and mail them back monthly. My fair and honest dealings with the Amish have earned me a trusted place within their community and I value my ongoing relationship with them.