Dear Tim.
Hello, Mr. Cook.
I know you may never read this,
but I just wanted to put it out there --
I live in Massachusetts.
I'm a country boy from small-town Mississippi.
I'm a two-time Olympian.
I'm the father of a nine-year-old.
I am a 99-year-old world traveler.
Every day for the last two-and-a-half years,
I have worn this tiny computer on my wrist.
This is the first time I've worn a watch
since my bar mitzvah.
I was a scrawny, sports-hating kid
who never really liked being active.
I was coming back from a knee surgery.
While I was never fat,
I was the proud owner of a dad bod.
I fell into a deep depression,
and weighed 250 pounds.
Now I get up at five a.m.
If it's five minutes to midnight,
I'll do pushups in my bedroom.
I'll take the dog out
for a really quick walk around the block.
I walk around the house
and my family thinks I'm a little crazy.
I dutifully oblige
when the Apple Watch reminds me to stand up every hour.
[PHONE RINGS]
I ran my first Spartan Race in December,
and ran a full marathon in February.
Dear Mr. Cook,
our daughter was recently diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes.
My car rolled over three times,
and my phone landed far out of my reach.
Once I collected my thoughts,
I remember my Apple Watch had the SOS feature.
After being rushed to the emergency room,
I was diagnosed with a condition
that was causing my liver, kidneys, and heart
to start shutting down.
The integration of her glucose monitor
with the Apple Watch lets us make sure
her blood sugars don't go to dangerously low levels.
For six minutes, I hung there in my car
talking to a dispatcher until help arrived.
Had I not been wearing my Apple Watch,
I never would have sought medical attention,
which in turn, saved my life.
Sincerely,
Paul.
Thank you so much for creating something
that does not make me feel old.
Thanks for listening.
Avi.
Sincerely, Stewart.
All the best, Kara.
Sincerely, Arthur.
Jill.
Casey.