Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

theorems into notebooks. At twelve, I fixed a neighbor’s jammed printer for ten dollars. By fifteen, I’d written my first lines of code to build a simple website for Miss Martin’s flower shop. She got her first online order three days later.

The day I bought my first cheap “founder outfit” with money I’d earned myself, I stood in front of my streaked continue reading …