Rebooting the Commodore 64 reminded me how successful businesses work | Opinion

When the package arrived, my kids assumed it was either a joke, a history lesson or a cry for help.

After three months of waiting, it was finally here.

The new remake of the Commodore 64. Yes, that Commodore 64. The beige breadbox that launched so many teenage programming careers and at least three questionable games involving pixelated spaceships. It was my first computer in the 1980s, back when “booting up” meant literally turning something on and waiting…patiently…with no progress bar to lie to you.