So today was the day everyone found out that Steve Jobs had died. My boyfriend told me the news first thing this morning and I was immediately a little sad. Everyone knew he had been suffering from cancer but you always hope things will turn out for the best. Not in this case however, after fighting the disease for seven years he died at home with his family in California aged 56.
My dad, aged 60, has been talking about and using Apple products my whole life and I would say my brother and I are both Apple geeks because of this. I have listened to and participated in endless ‘Mac vs PC’ discussions and listened to my dad avidly discuss the history of Apple, Jobs and Steve Wozniak and their contribution to technological innovation.
Discussing Apple products has always been a common topic of interest for the three of us, and I have always loved our Apple bond. Apple will of course carry on to bigger and better things, and my dad, my brother and I will still continue to love and buy Apple. We just don’t have Jobs anymore.
I started reading his Stanford University commencement address on the train into work this morning and I started tearing up. I have seen the address quoted all over the Internet today but this is for a good reason, this is a superb address and a wonderful example of how to be:
“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything – all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.”
Obviously Jobs is just one part of Apple and I don’t intend to overstate his importance within the company and in Pixar, but I just love Apple and I am typing on a beautiful iMac that can trace its history back to 1976 and the Apple I.
I will miss Jobs and his turtle-neck jumpers, and I am so glad he came back to Apple in 1997 and turned the company’s fortunes around. May the geeks reign forever.
As I work in central London I went down to the Apple store on Regent Street to see what tributes had been left for Jobs. There was a small crowd plus two film crews and it was nice to feel I wasn’t the only sad Apple geek in London.
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Thanks to Duncan Dettmer for lending me his SLR