Steve Jobs meant a lot of things to different people. I thought I’d relay a simple story about the first time I met Steve.
It was about 10 years ago at the Palo Alto, Calif. Apple store that I first met him. I was attending an event at the store and thought I might get a chance to see him there.
Colin Crawford, then CEO of Macworld, told me to come with him. He said he was going to introduce me to Steve Jobs. I don’t mind saying I was scared. I remember that fear vividly, even today.
When Colin introduced me to Steve, he looked at me and said, “I know you, I read your stories all the time.”
I shook Steve’s hand, said “thank you,” and walked away.
I suppose I could have tried to stay and have a conversation with him, but I had everything that I could have ever hoped for. The only thing I could have done at that point was fumble over my words and ruin a great moment.
Steve strove for excellence with everything he did at Apple. He made me want to be a better at my craft as a writer. I still strive to be best I can.
Thanks Steve. Goodbye.