Why I Mourn Steve Jobs. Hint, It's Not Just The iPhone.

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It's easy really.

I played Oregon Trail and Winter Olympics with Maggie in between writing horrible book reports on an Apple IIe in the 80s. 

I njoyed plenty of games of Yahtzee amidst writing a thesis on civil liberty reductions on a Color Classic with Alex and Andrew in the 90s.

Today, I take photos and videos of Regan and my children from our iPhone and store them on our iMac. I run each day while listening to music and tracking my heart rate from that same iPhone. And I surf on my iPad in Austin, while jotting down recipes, Twittering, Facebooking, and getting in Facetime for my kids with my parents thousands of miles away.

Over four different decades your vision and the products that were created from this brilliance were there, but not just for entertainment, gaming, or work. They connected us, pushed us, made us better, and built stronger personal relationships.

Apple didn't make my life, I did that, but you definitely made it richer,and for that I say thank you Steve Jobs.