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.
