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The picture below is everywhere. Look at him. So handsome with his permanent 5 o’clock shadow and penetrating gaze. I’ve always been a sucker for men in eye glasses, especially smart men. I married one!
Who do we have here? Steve Jobs. One of my friends from high school on Facebook remarked how fortunate we are that his mother put him up for adoption instead of aborting him. For once the hippy chick (that would be me) agrees with Darlene. This man had a gift, was a gift, and shared his gift with the world. It’s very tough to say good bye.
Surviving multiple professional wipeouts, Jobs became a success. As far as the world was concerned, he was entitled to his successes because he gave us apple and all of its delicious products. We related to him. We were comfortable with the guy in jeans, a black mock turtle neck shirt, and running shoes. He was the guy in the other cube who happened to have a private jet.
I’ll tell you why this brings me to tears at the most inopportune moments. This brings me to access to affordable health care. I believe in it because healthy people do not cost as much as unhealthy people. Those who are sickly and need lots of medical care and lots of drugs are very expensive. They bankrupt families. There are some who cannot help their medical conditions, but now in place are so many things we are encouraged to do to stay healthy. Who wants you to stay healthy? Your employer, your health insurance carrier, your doctor, the doctor’s staff, those burnt-out round-the-clockers in the Emergency Room, your family, and those who love you (because sometimes friends love you more) .
There are those who, despite their amazing athletic prowess, stumble at the tripwire that is cancer. It blows everyone’s mind. How did this happen? High profile victims like Lance Armstrong turn their victories over cancer into causes. How many of you know someone with cancer, see someone struggle with chemotherapy, come back to work and life after therapy and rehab and countless moments by themselves where they ask how this happened, why this happened, how could they get better, what could they do to heal themselves? We all do.
So here we have a young man who had no limits for access to health care. If anyone could have bought a cure, it would have been Jobs, right? And that’s what makes me sad. No matter how much money he had, there was no fix. Imagine how it must be for everyone else.
How can we fix that?