My earliest childhood memory that comes to mind, is me getting a beer for my Dad, and not setting it on the table properly, causing the bottle to fall, smash on the kitchen floor, resulting in me cutting my foot open. I distinctly remember this situation, vividly as if it happened yesterday. I can see the bottle, I can remember Mom telling me to hold it with two hands, and I remember the smell of the beer! This happened to me at the age of 3…I had said 5 but my Dad corrected me today!
Vic is the creator and voice behind The Jubber Journal , where he shares personal reflections on faith, life, and his “Step Into Life” journey. Born in Zimbabwe and having lived across Africa and Europe before settling in the United States, Vic draws from a rich, global perspective and over three decades of professional experience in the printing and operations industry.
Through his writing, he explores themes of spiritual growth and resilience, chronicling his transition from a “man of the world” to a life centered on faith. When he isn’t writing or managing operations, Vic is a passionate advocate for the “land of opportunity” and shares his story to encourage others to find purpose and renewal.
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