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Old 10-30-2011, 06:07 PM
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Eulogizing lost Jobs

A Sisterís Eulogy for Steve Jobs
By MONA SIMPSON
Published: October 30, 2011

I grew up as an only child, with a single mother. Because we were poor and because I knew my father had emigrated from Syria, I imagined he looked like Omar Sharif. I hoped he would be rich and kind and would come into our lives (and our not yet furnished apartment) and help us. Later, after Iíd met my father, I tried to believe heíd changed his number and left no forwarding address because he was an idealistic revolutionary, plotting a new world for the Arab people.

Even as a feminist, my whole life Iíd been waiting for a man to love, who could love me. For decades, Iíd thought that man would be my father. When I was 25, I met that man and he was my brother.

Beautifully more at: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/10/30/opinion/mona-simpsons-eulogy-for-steve-jobs.html

By then, I lived in New York, where I was trying to write my first novel. I had a job at a small magazine in an office the size of a closet, with three other aspiring writers. When one day a lawyer called me ó me, the middle-class girl from California who hassled the boss to buy us health insurance ó and said his client was rich and famous and was my long-lost brother, the young editors went wild. This was 1985 and we worked at a cutting-edge literary magazine, but Iíd fallen into the plot of a Dickens novel and really, we all loved those best. The lawyer refused to tell me my brotherís name and my colleagues started a betting pool. The leading candidate: John Travolta. I secretly hoped for a literary descendant of Henry James ó someone more talented than I, someone brilliant without even trying.

When I met Steve, he was a guy my age in jeans, Arab- or Jewish-looking and handsomer than Omar Sharif.

We took a long walk ó something, it happened, that we both liked to do. I donít remember much of what we said that first day, only that he felt like someone Iíd pick to be a friend. He explained that he worked in computers.

I didnít know much about computers. I still worked on a manual Olivetti typewriter.

I told Steve Iíd recently considered my first purchase of a computer: something called the Cromemco.

Steve told me it was a good thing Iíd waited. He said he was making something that was going to be insanely beautiful.

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