He stands in center stage, then verbal fireworks-- the rhetoric “you have to see this display to believe it. It’s incredible;” the potshot “and all of this power fits in a box that is one-third the size and weight of an IBM PC;” the tease “now I’d like to show you Macintosh in person. All of the images you are about to see on the large screen will be generated by what’s in that bag.”

Jobs retreating in to the shadows pull the satchel off the Macintosh. He inserts the disk and boosts it up. The screen gets animated with roughly pixelated display, which was a new thing then. Jobs make computer to speak. It says “hello, I am Macintosh. It’s great to get out of that bag. It’s considerable pride that I introduce a man who’s been like a father to me, Steve Jobs.”  

The place fills with the applause; the moment of triumph for jobs; and a grin escapes.

Raw Charisma of Jobs was intact all the time, only later he presented himself in black mock turtleneck and blue jeans, till his last unveiling of Apple iPhone 4s.

The musings are all about this and much more—in to jobs epic journey. The Macintosh, iPods, iTunes, Nanos, Shuffles, Classics, Touches, iPhones, iPads, the Apple store and rainbow of memories.