I never had any heroes when I was growing up. Most kids idolize a parent or teacher or somebody. I realized today that the closest I’ve ever come to seeing someone as a hero is Steve Jobs. That’s why his sudden resignation from Apple Wednesday left me with a lump in my throat.
Jobs is a polarizing figure. Most people who are familiar with him and his work either love him or hate him. He doesn’t give much room for middle ground, because he has strong opinions, a strong vision for how things ought to be, and an apparent internal need to stamp his vision on the world around him.
“I want to put a ding in the universe,” he said long ago.
Jobs could be a jerk to work for when he was young. He was arrogant, mean-spirited and rude. He mellowed a lot with maturity, but he was still too strong for some people’s tastes. I see him as a terribly flawed but wildly talented visionary genius. If I could find a way to emulate a tenth of what he’s accomplished, I’d be very happy with my earthly success.

Your words of kindness can show love to strangers struggling in life
Identity crisis may be long-coming integration of warring parts of me
FRIDAY FUNNIES
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Here’s Valentine’s Day music for lonely folks with nobody to love
I haven’t learned to stop walking on eggshells around angry people
We’ve welcomed visitors from 57 countries and 48 U.S. states so far
Federal ‘help’ makes medical care more expensive and less available
I’m still hungry for healthy love that my 5-year-old self craved