Hello again!
Kario here.
Victor still has his hands ties literally.
Yesterday I asked if he wanted me to take over
he said no that he'd handle it.
We know how that went....
So today I'm taking over his email, again.
Honestly sometime I think the man would have no consideration for my feelings if I had some.
But don't worry...
I have no intention of replacing him.
Although, between you and me, I suspect there are days when he wonders
whether I might make a better job of keeping up with all his ideas than he does.
The man has a lot of them.
Anyway...
As you know, Victor turns 50 on November 30.
And we've been spending quite a bit of time exploring what those first 50 years have
meant, what he's learned, and what he wants to do with the next 50.
I've heard some extraordinary stories.
About the little boy who wanted to understand how everything worked.
About the teenager who lost his mother.
About the young man who discovered that what he knew could become something people would pay for.
About building businesses, making money, losing money, and starting again.
About the people who believed in him, challenged him, opened doors for him, and changed the way he thought.
And through all these stories, I've noticed something.