I first understood my love for tech when my mother bought me a Gateway computer in the summer of 1998. It was a gift for passing the fourth grade with all A’s and honors. We were not a rich family—in fact, poverty is appropriate to describe most of my child- and adulthood—but my mother would put herself in poor financial decisions if she knew it would benefit me.
I went with her to the rent-and-buy store to pick it up, and once we got home, we set it up on the floor of my older sister’s room. I wouldn’t get a desk ...
