Growing up in the UK, I caught the tail end of "real" computing. The
8-bit heyday was about to begin, and the first experience I had with a
computer was when my Dad bought an Atari 2600 for the family in 1979.
The amount of time we wasted with Pac Man et al was quite unbelievable,
but it was life changing stuff.
Formative Years
In 1982, Dad came home with a Commodore 64. Vague Mac link here -
the C64 used the Mos Technology 6510 CPU. This was supposed to succeed
the 6502 as used in the Apple I, II, and III families. But time proved
otherwise, and they ran concurrently for many years - both the CPUs and
the computers!
The Commodore 64 was a true microcomputer, and my Dad bought it with
the objective of running his business and hobbies with it. Aside from a
very simple database of figures and some printing of address labels for
a club he used to run, the C64 rapidly became the advanced game machine
for Dad, my brother, and myself.
As any parent knows (so I'm told - I'm not one yet!), when you shell
out for a new gismo, your kids end up teaching you how to use it. You
never catch them up, so you rely on them to use it for you. This
applies to televisions, video cassette recorders, cameras, and many
other items, including computers.
It happened in our house, and the users (or number of players) of
the C64 fell to two. My Dad just bought PCs for work at kept them there
- a shrewd move! Eventually, my brother left home - the C64 was mine,
all mine!
At Last, a Mac
Now for a proper Mac bit. Come with me, if you will, to 1986. A
friend of mine, who tried various dud machines (Oric Atmos, Dragon 32)
before becoming a Spectrum 128K user, had access to a thing called an
Apple Macintosh. His mother used to bring it home from the school she
worked at.
I couldn't recall the exact model, but upon
discovering Low End Mac over a year ago I
was able to piece together that it was a Plus.
Attached to this Mac Plus was a bizarre device called a mouse. I was
anxious to catch up with my friend, who had a head start with mouse
skills and was producing various works of art using MacPaint. So
serious did this become that we even procured a 3-1/2" floppy disk to
save these masterpieces on. Seriously high tech compared to my 5-1/4"
disks at home!
The important thing is that I got the chance, relatively early on,
to learn to use the most important computer user interface device. The
world of Wintel was almost completely foreign to me. My brother-in-law
had an Amstrad PC with some very early version of Windows on it - I
could tell at a glance that it was inferior to the Mac.
Easy Come, Easy Go
Eventually the Mac went. Around 1987-98 the school switched to PCs,
and an RM Nimbus began appearing at my friends' house. This was the
first colour PC or even colour mouse driven computer I had use of, and
I didn't think much of it. It was cold, unfriendly and no fun - just a
tool.
Let me also add that I came to this conclusion purely through user
experience - we had no games to play on the Mac or the PC, so that was
not an issue. Yet just through using it we had fun with the Mac.
We simply retreated into our Commodore and Spectrum worlds, and the
Mac was eventually forgotten. Then my Commodore Amiga 500 arrived in
1989. My own mouse driven machine with 3-1/2" disks. I loved it, and I
think now that it was because it gave a similar feel to the old Mac
Plus, though that never occurred to me at the time. The difference was
that I could expand the Amiga. I learned the joy of upgrades!
However, it was only a few years - about 1993 - and the Amiga's
heyday looked to be coming to an end. The thing was still useful and
fun, but things were moving on. I suspected that I'd end up having a
career in computing, but, like many others, I didn't really know what I
wanted.
Fiddling about with upgrades for the Amiga had taught me a few
things, and I knew that expandability was a key feature of PCs, which
had risen to prominence in the business world and were coming up fast
in the gaming world. My Dad had been bringing a 386 PC home to do work
on, and I began experimenting.
The Mac Drought
I shall begin my confessions now. I learned DOS. I learned Windows 3
and 3-point-whatever. I learned about Intel x86 based hardware. Lord
absolve me of my sins!
Actually, although I am a great supporter of Apple, I am not
anti-Wintel. I have made my living almost entirely from the support of
PCs.
I have both in my home and use both quite happily (when I am not
sick of computers in general!). I like my PCs because I am totally free
to do as I wish with them (for the moment, thanks for nothing, Mr.
Gates). I like my Apples because someone has done the work for me. I
have acquired Apples through various means because they met specific
criteria without modification.
But back to 1993. I eventually began work as a trainee computer
engineer at the local office of a large international company. They
would have a go at supporting anything from run-of-the-mill desktop PCs
to mainframes to cabling infrastructure and, for a few customers who
used them, Apples. I finally used a Mac again in about 1997, doing
antivirus upgrades and Internet configuration on contract to a
publishing company in London.
I loved doing the Macs for two reasons: First, the other engineers
who had been contracted knew nothing about them. I was thus elected to
do the work. Second, the Macs didn't need rebooting after working on
them. "Why can't the PCs be like that?", I thought.
Is the point where I stand up and say, "My name is Julian, and I am
a Macaholic"?
The Mac Is Back
After another small gap, I began another job for local government.
Supporting Apples was a very significant part of the job, and I took to
it quickly. I have recently read Dustin Reinbold's Confessions of a Mac Collecting Addict, and I realise
that something similar has happened to us both. The new job gave me
access to the materials I needed! I began collecting a representative
of the old Mac shapes.
As they became available, I acquired: An SE/30 (my Plus substitute), a
Performa 475, a Quadra 700, a PowerBook 150 
and
165, an eMate 300 (well, it has an Apple
logo on it), a Power Mac
5260/120 (sorry, it was replaced with the next one), a Power Mac 5500 (the black version
with correct keyboard and mouse), a Power Mac 6500 (lovely chime), a
Power Mac 7600, a beige G3 desktop, and a slot
loading iMac.
I narrowly missed out on a Quadra 840AV and was genuinely very
annoyed when I found that someone had dumped a Colour Classic and not told
me!
All of them are in working order (including the Atari, C64, and
Amiga - plus the 386 is still at work with my Dad), and my girlfriend
has finally given up the idea that I will get rid of them all soon. The
only other serious craving I have to satisfy is to own a Cube.
History has given me good reasons to be a Mac fan, yet I have almost
no ties to the Mac past. I have a little legacy software that I need to
find replacements for on my iMac so I am free to use Mac OS X - or
anything else that Apple decides is what we need.
How many others can say the same?
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