I remember when it happened — It was 1987 and my father brought it home brand new. The casing was sleek and rectilinear, an off-white polymer holding a high resolution screen that flickered in crisp black and white pixels. With an 8MHZ processor, 1MB of RAM, 20MB of memory and an 800k disk drive all housed inside, our new self contained Mac SE was the zenith of personal computing technology. At the age of three I had become a user.