His Parents' Good Deed Shaped How One Founder Runs His Company
Do the right thing.
Throughout my childhood, my parents had the same morning routine. They’d wake up at 5 a.m. and drive to the local mosque; my mother would go inside to pray while my father waited in the car. Then they’d drive to the Roman Catholic church, where my father would go inside to pray while my mom drove home to take care of me and my siblings. As a kid, I thought this was perfectly normal. Now, as an adult, I realize how special it was -- that two deeply religious people, of different faiths, loved each other enough to not try changing the other.
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