The first computer I ever interacted with was a 68K compact Macintosh of some description. My grandfather, who was a professor in computer science, had one at home in the mid 80s. I was three years old. It was magic to me. So I turned into a computer nerd.

Now at forty-three, of course, the magic is mostly gone, though I still enjoy computers. I've had many over the years, some of which I still own.