Oct. 5, 2011. May you rest in peace, Steve Jobs.
Normally, I don't get very emotional over the death of a CEO or other big wig at a company. But, then again, Jobs was never your average big wig. I feel deeply saddened over his passing. Maybe it has something to do with the fact I grew up with Apple products, or maybe because even today when I look at the Mac Plus sitting on my desk that I see more then just a machine...
Yes, Apple products can be overpriced and at times glitchy, but they've always inspired me. I've spent days soldering on motherboards and doing general fixes to bring back to life machines from the 80s and 90s, just to see them turn on and make the classic start up tone. I'd never waste that kind of time on a PC.
When growing up, it used to piss me off when people said I'd be the next Bill Gates, or asked me if I aspired to be like him. I wanted to be one of the Steve's at Apple. Two of the greatest pioneers in the computer world - one, his technical prowess the stuff of legends, the other perhaps the greatest salesman of the past 35 or so years.
Yes, he may have been a jerk at times, and his reality distortion field was something few others could muster, but he was Steve Jobs. Not many people in this world would or can come back to the company they created years later, and turn it from a neglected and nearly bankrupt wreck into one of the most valuable and unstoppable companies to ever exist.