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by armin
It’s no surprise that we’ve heard from Mark Zuckerberg, Bill Gates, and Barack Obama on the death of Steve Jobs. All the journalists, all the tech blogs, all the usual suspects have written and acknowledged his impact on their work and lives.
My mom wrote me this e-mail this morning.
She could not care less about the fact that the iPhone 5 was not released last week nor can she name all the models or the “G” numbers of the various Macs that have been owned in my family. She is a writer and barely knows how to Open and Save a Word document, check her e-mail, and click on links that lead to a browser. She is not a Mac devotee like most of us.
She simply sees the impact that these devices had in our lives. The things it has allowed me and my brother to do. The pleasure they bring to my dad — who has been buying Apple products since the mid-1990s. When we all get together for the Holidays, their house becomes almost a showroom of Apple: 4 or 5 iPhones, 2 or 3 iPads, 2 or 3 laptops, and at least 1 desktop. “Whose white cable is this?” is one of the most common questions.
This is the true impact of Steve Jobs: His work became the fabric of our lives.
10.06.2011
