When I was six years-old, I learned BASIC on my Apple II+ and I learned to program with High-resolution graphics because I wanted to make Yoda and ET move across the screen.

When I was 24 years-old, I bought my very first computer on my own: a brand new G3 266MHz minitower and I picked up Flash to make ET move his neck up and down and waddle across my screen.

I’m not going to be coy about it. Steve Jobs has made things that have been part of my life since I was six years-old. The man, through his craft, influenced the man I’m still becoming.

This is not me praying at some CEO’s altar. This is me saying it’s like the end of The Beatles. I can appreciate John Lennon and how incredible his music is, but it’s not the same as it was for my mom who could hang with baited breath as a teenager waiting for a new album to drop and listen with awe at what new wonders awaited at the first listen.

That’s what Steve Jobs has been for me. He’s the closest thing to John Lennon I have.

It’s not the end of the road by any means, but I’m a bit choked up tonight.

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