Thursday, October 06, 2011

Requiescat in pace

My love for the Macintosh was born around 1994/95, with the Performa 630. Back then, the only news about Apple was bad news, and people predicted the imminent death of the Mac. I quickly became an evangelist, using words like: Once you go Mac, you never go back. Years went by, and Apple moved from being an underdog to world celebrity status, far beyond the world of computers. And the rest is... well, for Apple, a history still being written.

Steve Jobs' entry in the history books has come to an end, and I look forward to exploring his last products, still yet to be released. My old Power Mac passed away a couple of months ago. Here, in the picture above, it is being moved to its final place of rest.


Pete Franklin said...

Some unsuspecting person's doorstep?

bufflo said...

Haha! From inside my house. But yeah, that would be a "great" surprise!