Like many who li上海419论坛女神会所ved through the war, they had experienced enough excitement that, when it was over, they desired simply to settle down, raise a family, and lead a less
eventful life. They had little money, so they moved to Wisconsin and lived with Paul’s parents for a few years, then headed for Indiana, where he got a job as a machinist for International Harvester. His passion was tinkering with old cars, and he made
money in his spare time buying, restoring, and selling them. Eventually he quit his day job to become a full-time used car salesman.
Clara, however, loved San Francisco, and in 1952 she convinced her husband to move back th
ere. They got an apartment in the Sunset District facing the Pacific, just south of Golden Gate Park, and he took a job working for a finance company as a
“repo man,” picking the locks of cars whose owners hadn’t paid their loans and repossessing
hem. He also bought, repaired, and sold some of the cars, making a decent enough living in the process.
There was, however, something missing in their lives. They wanted children, but Clara had suff
ered an ectopic pregnancy, in which the fertilized egg was implanted in
a fallopian tube rather than the uterus, and she had been unable to have any. So by 1955, after nine years of marriage, they were looking to adopt a child.
Like Paul Jobs, Joanne Schieble was from a rural Wisconsin fam
ily of German heritage. Her father, Arthur Schieble, had immigrated to the outskirts of Green Bay,
where he and his wife owned a mink farm and dabbled successfully in various other businesses, including real estate and photoengrav
ing. He was very strict, especially regarding his daughter’s relationships, and he had strongly disapproved of her first
love, an artist who was not a Catholic. Thus it was no surprise that he threate
ned to cut Joanne off completely when, as a graduate student at the University of