I was getting ready for work when my 11-year-old son came into the room and said, “Mom, breaking news. Steve Jobs died.”
My son knew that this was big news for me, not just as a new media journalist, but personally as well. He knew I love Apple products, and I greatly admire the passion, innovation and creative genius of Steve Jobs.
I went online and Google greeted me with “Steve Jobs, 1955 – 2011″ underneath the search box (a class act! – thank you, Google).
This linked to Apple’s website where Steve Jobs’s photo, in his famous black turtleneck, was shown. I felt a tug at my heart, and it sank in that this great man is gone.
Clicking the image showed additional text:
“Apple has lost a visionary and creative genius, and the world has lost an amazing human being. Those of us who have been fortunate enough to know and work with Steve have lost a dear friend and an inspiring mentor. Steve leaves behind a company that only he could have built, and his spirit will forever be the foundation of Apple.”
Together with the rest of the world, I mourn. I mourn for the loss of a great man. I mourn for the loss a creative genius.
Born from a single mother, put up for adoption, dropped out of college, and changed the world.
Thank you, Steve Jobs, for the inspiration.