Twenty-five years ago when my grandmother died of pancreatic cancer at 68, portable music was a boombox, playing video games required a trip to the arcade, the telephone was wired to a wall and the five year survival rate for pancreatic cancer was 4%. Today phones, music, movies and games are all on one machine called an iphone we carry around with us everywhere we go. The man who made it died last week of pancreatic cancer at 56, because the 5 year survival rate for pancreatic cancer is still 4%.
You can be one of the most influential men in the world, whose creativity changed the way we work, communicate and play, who created companies that influence the financial integrity of entire countries and the behavior of every stock exchange in the world, who created technology to consolidate the contents of 700 books onto a machine the size of a coloring book, and put a computer into almost every home in the country, but cancer doesn't care.
Respect and thank you Mr. Jobs. Rest in peace. I'll try not to think too much on what you could have done for the world with another 56 years. Instead I'll try to help do it for you. Big shoes to fill.
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"“Almost everything–all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure–these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose... There is no reason not to follow your heart.” - Steve Jobs
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