Meeting Steve Jobs

This is a picture of me and my two youngest, reading in my backyard around the same time when Steve Jobs came to meet me to name his products. He hired my middle daughter, Lee, because he liked the way she dealt with people and how she explained things to my 10 month old, Libby. He said he’d hire Lib, too, for the way she stayed calm and took instruction. Lee was 3 and Lib was 10 months old. I don’t think he was kidding. Odd, I admit, but he explained what he meant and I still take it as one of my greatest compliments. Steve wanted me to join his team as his President, so I would be the one who handled the staff, people, and complaints, a skill he said he was lacking in. I think it is totally cool that Steve Jobs is the one who witnessed Libby’s first steps. I missed it. My government killed Steve Jobs because he wanted to help me. the US government kills good people using natural He hired a detective who found me and didn’t help me, but told the Satanic church who owned me, that Steve was still trying to find me, over 40 years later. My government injected our brains with a carcinogen. It caused lethal cancer in Steve, and cancer that wasn’t lethal for me, My government killed Steve Jobs, even though he was one of America’s greatest visionaries.
Libby ‘helped’ by slapping the pages as I turned them.
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