In the words of dear old Dad:

Steve Jobs is dead.

In his memory I am going to try, for twenty-four hours, to live without using any of the technology that came into our lives due to Steve Job’s life: no Mac, no iPhone, no iPod, no iPad, no computer web browsing and probably many other things. And no newspapers edited on WYSIWYG editors; no television or movies or music or books edited on work stations. Just for starters.

This will crystalize for me just how my life has been enriched by his vision. Twenty-fours hours will seem like an eternity.

For all of us Steve now belongs to that eternity .

Talk to you Friday morning… over & out.

Man do I wish he’d write more often.