Which also have no relevance in your present life, except to remind you of how silly we can be about things.

My Dad was a dyed-in-the-wool Windows user and while not disdainful of Macs, wasn’t exactly accepting of them either. Since his business was built on fixing and building Windows machines, it’s not hard to understand why.

In August of 2007 I bought my 1st Mac, a Macbook Pro. (Which runs like a top to this day, thankyouverymuch). I never told him, figuring he’d be hurt that I replaced the (admittedly broken) desktop he’d built me a couple years before without having him fix it.

God, how stupid that seems in the rearview mirror. And while there were lots of things I never told him, and this is far from the most important, it’s just the latest in several little ‘a ha’ moments of late that leave me kicking myself.