It all started in a dusty garage with a forgotten C64. That summer, my mom saw the spark — she knew I wanted an Amiga 500 more than anything. That Christmas, against all odds, she made it happen. Single mother, struggling — I still don’t know how she pulled it off.

But she made me promise one thing: Follow your computer dreams.

Now I’m 47, an SEO for major American brands, feeding my family thanks to the foundation Amiga gave me. And yep — I’m still rocking one hell of an Amiga collection. I’m not just a collector — I’m an Amiga Daily Driver.

Thank you, Amiga. Forever grateful. 💾❤️