Its other significan上海楼凤女神会所t attribute was that it was just over the line inside what was then the Cupertino-Sunnyvale School District, one of the saf
est and best in the valley. “When I moved here, these corners were still orchards,” Jobs pointed out as we walked in
front of his old house. “The guy who lived right there taught me how to be a good organic gardener and to compost. He grew everything to perfection. I never had better food in my life. That’s when I began to appreciate organic fruits and vegetables.”
Even though they were not fervent about their faith, Jobs’s parents w
anted him to have a religious upbringing, so they took him to the Lutheran church most Sundays.
That came to an end when he was thirteen. In July 1968 Life magazine published
a shocking cover showing a pair of starving children in Biafra. Jobs took it to Sunday
school and confronted the church’s pastor. “If I raise my finger, will God know which one I’m going to raise even befo
re I do it?”The pastor answered, “Yes, God knows everything.”Jobs then pulled out the Life cover and asked, “Well, does
When Paul Jobs w上海乌托邦品茶微信as mustered out of the Coast Guard after World War II, he made a wager with his crewmates. They had arrived in San Francisco, where their ship was
decommissioned, and Paul bet that he would find himself a wife within two weeks. He was a taut, tattooed engine mechanic, six feet tall, with a passing resemblance to James Dean. But it wasn’t his looks that got him a date with Clara Hagopian,
a sweet-humored daughter of Armenian immigrants. It was the fact that he and his friends had a car, unli
ke the group she had originally planned to go out with that evening. Ten days later, in March 1946, Paul got engaged to Clara and won his
wager. It would turn out to be a happy marriage, one that lasted until death parted them more than forty years later.
Paul Reinhold Jobs had been raised on a dairy farm in Germantown, Wisconsin. Even though his father
was an alcoholic and sometimes abusive, Paul ended up with a gentle and calm disposition under his l
eathery exterior. After dropping out of high school, he wandered through the Midwest picking up work as a mechanic until,
at age nineteen, he joined the Coast Guard, even though he didn’t know how to swim. He was deployed on the USS General M
. C. Meigs and spent much of the war ferrying troops to Italy for General Patton. His talent as a machinist and fireman
earned him commendations, but he occasionally found himself in minor trouble and never rose above the rank of seaman.
Clara was born in New Jersey, where her parents had landed after fleeing the Turks in Armenia, and they moved to the Mission District
of San Francisco when she was a child. She had a secret that she rarely mentioned to anyone: She had been