"Here's to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes... the ones who see things differently -- they're not fond of rules... You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can't do is ignore them because they change things... they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do." - Steve Jobs
The first computer I ever used was an Apple, just like the one in the picture. I remember sitting on my dad's lap in front of that beige box pretending I knew how to type a letter. I remember creating pictures with MacPaint- all those different designs and shades of grays and blacks. I remember playing games- Brickles, Tetris, Wheel, Solitaire, StuntCopter, Hangman, Space Bubbles, Mac Concentration. I remember smiling back at the computer icon with the smile. I remember the countless hours my dad spent in front of his Mac working, always working.
I'm not a computer geek, but my dad was. And maybe that's why Steve Jobs passing is so sad for me. It's a reminder...a reminder of simpler times, a reminder of the past, a reminder of my dad.