"How could you learn everyone's story?", said the man with a black trench coat and a black cowboy hat, "You pass by 100's of people everyday without ever learning their name more-less their story. If you learned one story of someone's success you would have to learn the story of someone who failed life. You also would have to learn the story of someone whose life was cut short and those who lives where long and prosperous. With all these different elements of someone's life how could you possibly say that you know the story of everyone?" The man slowly walked out of a building and took a short fleeting glance at a tombstone. "I'll miss you, brother