I only saw this screen one time, around the age of 6 or so, and it was a couple years before I had the guts to go back to one. Apple gave me my first taste of parental disappointment.
I can remember vying for screen time in elementary school so I could play Oregon Trail. Not an Apple product, but played exclusively on an Apple technology. So really, Apple gave me my first video game experience.
In the mid 90's, when we were having school computer classes on the new technology called the internet, we worked on Quadra 605s. My family had upgraded to a newer version; the Power Mac 7100. Therefore, Apple gave me my first superiority complex.
College is an experimental time for some and I was no exception. I fiddled with an HP for a few years, hung out with some kids who had Dells. But it always felt wrong somehow. My dad's favorite saying is "remember who you are," and I felt like I was cheating on my computer self with these inferior machines. I vowed to one day get back together with Mac, as soon as I could afford it. Apple, I betrayed you. I am so sorry.
Then one day, I met a wonderful man named Tim. On our very first date we were discussing majors, and while divulging his art major, he mentioned his love of Macs. So, if you think about it, Apple brought my hubby and I together.
Lastly, as I look back on how the life of Steve Jobs so seamlessly intertwined with my own, I have to mention perhaps his most crowning achievement: the iPhone.
My son will never know a world without one. A time when you couldn't watch movies on Mom's phone or take pictures and text them to grandma. I filmed Ben's first steps with my 3GS. Apple captures my most precious moments, and likely will for years to come.
So thank you, Steve, for being an innovator and a true visionary; you shall be truly missed.
Sincerely,
Apple Fan-"girl" Jen
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