A Lament for Steve.
I first learned how to use a computer on a Macintosh.
I was in third grade (1993) and we had a period in school that allowed us to play old floppy disk games on an Apple IIe (or was it III?). Anyway, I got dysentery and died from playing that computer, but I always looked forward to going back each week to cross the Oregon Trail on it some more. Things changed after that... everyone I know got a PC with Windows 3.1 and that became the standard way of computing in my life, up until college. It was there, that I was forced to learn how to use the Apple platform and I have to admit, at first I was a little intimidated. It was like learning an Alien language to me, there was no “Right-Click,” no “Recycle Bin,” Colors to close windows instead of plain as day “X’s.” But as they say, “Once you go Mac, You never go back.” By 2004, I had my very own eMac and I still have it today (and it had never once broken down on me, ask anyone with a PC if they have had the same luck). In the years since, Apple has exploded into the mainstream with iTunes, iPods, iPhones, iPads and I’m sure more to come. Hell, my whole career as a Director and Editor is based around programs that Apple has released and now, as of yesterday, its great creator is gone.
On Wednesday, October 6th, the world lost one of the greatest visionaries of the human race, Steven Paul Jobs. No one else in this generation has had such a major impact on the way human beings live day to day, short of Bill Gates, but I think his products are lackluster compared to the advances made by Mr. Jobs and Apple Corp. When you watch a film like “Back to the Future 2” and see stuff that was science fiction in the late 80’s that is now everyday technology, you can thank Jobs and his team for taking leaps where others wouldn’t and creating household products that were once thought impossible.
There really isn’t anything that I (Patrick Lawrence) can say about this man that hasn’t already been said in the last 24 hours, so I’m not gonna even try. But take a second, if you haven’t already, to silently thank the man that allowed you to make that video call, or read your newspaper digitally or take your entire CD collection on a jog with you. His influence is everywhere and will continue to be for the rest of our existence.
Thank you Steve, you will be missed.